Help Yourself by Dave FitzgeraldAs 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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