January 18, 2009
By Tiffini Samuels, West Palm Beach, FL

Living in a dark world trying to find myself.Searching around looking for help.Wondering if people don't notice my pain,and if I smile it's not the same.Hurting inside crying all day,is this pain going to go away?The only thing that comes to me is taking my life,or am I just saying this cause I'm full of fright?Please help me I wana get away,get away before I turn insane.No one to help me all alone,wish someone would help me so I don't have to cry alone.

The author's comments:
I wrote this poem because I was stressed out and didn't know what to do.I know many people felt this way before and can relate.

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