Cries for Help

If you're a writer

You understand 

That we write about reality

To keep us away from insanity

When I wrote a poem about suicide

One person reached out to me

Someone that was an acquaintance 

Make it make sense

You show signs of cries for help

And it's not even felt

It's not even felt

By your friends and family

This is insanity

Don't you have strong intuition?

Or is it that you don't care to listen?

You see my instagram posts

And like them

But don't even read 

Or actually watch them

So what is the point?

Is this what we have come to as a society?

That showing off on social media is more of a priority?

You can't answer my calls or texts 

But post on social media like you're a celebrity 

When you're not even getting paid to post

What is there for you to boast?

You post your friends drunk

Like that's something to be proud of?

What the fuck?

You're a man recording yourself with a drunk woman

You don't see how your reputation can be ruined?

How can I forget 

You don't think about disrespect

You want to be seen as popular 

When you don't even know yourself

Y'all need some serious help