Help

Bow down
You know you’re weak.
A mind full of pain,
With memories damn bleak.

Bow down
You know you’ve lost.
A heart sobbing secretly,
Away and alone, almost.

Bow down
You know you feel low.
Trembling tired breaths,
Sighing out slow.

Bow down
You know you’ve wept.
Eyes swollen and blank,
Dead alert, barely slept.

Bow Down
Because You know…
You can stand again!
Simply shout for
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Help !