Equine-Aurora

What do you do, When there is nowhere to turn? Where do you run, When there are no open arms? How do you handle, Being alone? When you're surrounded? What do you scream, When there is no one to hear? What do you say, When you have no voice? What can you whisper, When there are no words? How can it be, That we appear in control When our lives are spiraling? Why can't anyone see? See that you're drowning? See the stress in your eyes? See the way you beg for help? What do you do…?