I going to say this straight out!

I'm sorry to say so, but this poem is very hard to read as it is arranged now. I am leaving you suggestions, both on the arrangement of the lines and on some typos: verse 1 I'm going to say this straight out: I need help, And me not knowing myself, it's only affecting my health. It's so hard, Seeing myself through my scars, Through the metal bars, in my enemy's yard. So which card is he going to throw me, I'm blind folded so I can’t see, Which makes it easy on me, Because its just his game, Throwing me pain in my life's rain. (this last line could also be left out) While you all vote am I sane, Knowbody’s on the same train (is the spelling of nobody intentional?) so I ride by myself, Knowbody’s offering me stops for help, I'm feeling something that you never felt, While I'm on the top roof, yelling: Help! Ready to jump 'cause my anger's up, I'm in a movie clip, But if you saw it in real life it would make you sick, This suicidal shit, But it's not me and that's it. I'm just reaching out for help, Hoping I can find it, But I'm blinded, Needing medical attention, Never having affection, In this dark detention in this body of mine. I didnt make the design, God did, But was it his choice who came and played with it, Who came and made me sick? Constantly, But never had the guts to come and face me, To come and place me in my right state of mind, But maybe things will change in the hands of time. verse 2 Nobody’s ever felt and been on this train ride, Going around in circles, never seeing the bright side, The right side. I'm upside down, Hanging off a building ledge, before I hit the ground, Hoping someone can hear me, And see me... But life aIn't easy, Well maybe for some, But it ain't for me while I'm holding a gun. And that's when you run, And the cops begin to get here, Fearing a criminal, but I'm just a girl with a little tear, Knowing her life has never been here. So what's the point, 'Cause my life is up, While the cops are on the ground, they're giving up, While there packing up to go home, This little girl is in a hopeless zone. We can't help, While they put their gun back in their belt and leave, Knowing I got a disease, They’ve already called the forensics, so get ready to grieve, When the only word I'm saying is please. Is the health department only here to tease, I see, I need a jail pass to get free, to get past, What can be the words and feelings I can say at last, Permission to laugh, Someone to walk to, to talk to, To get me off this building and on the ground floor? But my anger gets close, it wants to see more, See me war torn, Me beat up broken, He must be joking, But this is my life, And tonight I nearly had my third strike. I daresay you will get more reads if you split your poems into stanzas as I did above. Good luck! Yours, ~Nina

Silent First to say Happy New Year to you. Second to say... I am your voice, I am your cry for help as I read this poem I could not help but think of you on a building desperate for attention and lost love, Third... I hope I am not interpreting this poem wrongly as I hear the anguish in your words and feel those feelings also..Please know only I can say this to a girl so sweet, You are worth much more than your mind is telling you and your heart. Stay off the building of distress and write it out.. Nothing or no one will or can drive you to this limit. I do not know of you but I know of you from what you write here..Know in your heart I am sending you much love and hugs and am asking you to yes listen to Nina about your write as she is so correct in helping you get this poem out correctly..for your words, and meanings please know in my heart that I am here for you whenever or if ever you want to talk. You are a voice to be heard and listened to and I will be here for you should you love to chat. Love and affection to you xoxoxo magics02

For silent.. you share my voice, it is of you that you have this choice..write as you feel, get it all out for this is what it's all about..poetry has led you here, no other place I love to be then in neopoet to share...let your silent voice sing out loud and ever be ever so wonderful and proud...your voice does not fall on deaf ears, your words longing to be heard..write it out my dear friend for no matter what you will feel there is..to be no END... just my rapping self this morning LOL love to you dear one.. xoxoxoxo magics02