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Help Yourself

by Dave Fitzgerald

As I, sweat-soaked and paralysed, lay
I watched myself walking away.
I screamed out loud in anxiety
And turned to myself with piety,
and said...
"If you won't help yourself son...

Who will?"

11/06/2006

Author's Note: Panic, angst and voices in your head.

Posted on 11/06/2006
Copyright © 2024 Dave Fitzgerald

Member Comments on this Poem
Posted by Alisa Js on 12/19/06 at 10:52 PM

hmmmm.. sounds kinda like an out of the body experience you had, here.. kinda scary....

Posted by Alisa Js on 12/19/06 at 10:53 PM

p.s. it does make one wonder what the circumstances were along with the outcome.. I trust all is well.. aloha..;-)

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