Happy Turkey Day
Nothing happy about it
Nothing going my way
Feel like I’m in a pit
SEXY on my right leg
Fresh cuts on my wrist
I will never beg
For someone to find me in this mist
All alone in my room
Four hours on end
It’s almost like my tomb
I have no chance to contend
I love to be alone
Or so I always say
Try to cut to the bone
All night and all day
I want help
Why can’t you see?
But I refuse to yelp
Can’t someone please rescue me?
Lauren Renee'
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/rescue-me-6/
