I Need Your Help Poem by Deluke Muwanigwa

I need your help

Help!
I need your help!
I cannot define my problem
Even to give a program
Of that which bothers me
I just don't feel like me
See
I seem to be hurtling to a dead end
Where i will lie in state with no friend
No
Not like when i am finally dead
That i know is the dead end
I feel hopelessly on auto pilot
Like the helplessness of Shylock
Wanting a pound of flesh
From himself
As if we been condemned to be automatons
Watching fate happen in automotion
Who to blame?
Everyone's the same
Same refrain
It's my brain
Take a vacation, they say
I will see a better day
I will feel a better man
I will be in a better shape
Bollicks!
My mind frollicks!
Left lobe infested with despair
Right lobe screaming, "It's not fair! "
Front lobe writing a murder thriller
The centre lobe like a strobe trying to be the healer
Why, oh why?
In life i try, oh i try!
To be good
Never rude
To be understood
Always in a good mood
No one cares
This scares
Just my premonition
Telling me my condition
is bad
I am sad
I don't know why
I just wanna cry
Help me; help me!
Set me free
Help!
I need your help!

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