Helpless Poem by Darrin McMiller Jr.

Help is a word that's hard to say,
To me it means I’m lacking
And want to leach and revert back to latching

It's shameful revealing lack in strength
And that I’m full of ignorance
No remnants of a man just a boy in need
On my knees can’t even stand on two feet
Moving about on all fours like a beast
And I’m back in the belly

Strings attached, strangling from the strands
Because I can't keep my pride intact
Slipped on placenta dangling out the womb
My own folly and my fall was from what cometh before,

And I will never be saved
So I'll gargle to death before I spit it out
I told you it was hard to say
And I’m not swallowing pride

So I'll just choke from it,
Until I'm sick of myself and vomit
Self-inflicted wounds could be salvaged
If I spell it out and say it phonetically
Or I could just let it be and die pathetically

Spring 2009