Elucidating Questions

How I cry when I want to give up

Thoughts falling like razor sharp rain drops

And I cry, for who?

To whom it may concern I quit

Perhaps just a child’s last plea to the universe

Love me

Help me

And in the throw of wanting to wave a white flag

Usually something happens to rescue me from the deep

Like the universe simultaneously wants to push me to a glorious suicide and make sure I’m taken care of

Or maybe it’s the universe versus society

Society wants all the unfortunately unproductive people to give up

I wish I could make it right

If this writing got any traction would it even make a difference?

Never had a big break in my life

I wish it had been for lack of trying

So that people telling me it was my fault didn’t boil my blood so

I wonder if this life is a joke