I was in the dark, and you didn't
Even try to shine the
Smallest bit of
Comfort on my long dried
Tears,
The ones that have
Been falling for so long
And staining my cheeks
With their call out for help
The call that was and never
Will be heard
The call that made my soul
So dark and black with hatred
And so tiny and fragile
With sorrow.

The one time I asked for help
You wanted everything else
That was supposed to be
For me
Even though I don't
Deserve it all
It was the thought that counted
But you apparently
Don't think