Well this was written about a year ago. It's kind of a depressing poem, but mainly I'm putting it up here for two reasons.
1) because it is (at least in my opinion) fairly well written
2) to illustrate that these kinds of feelings aren't unique to solely me.

I'm sure others have felt this way before, and so I'm hoping that if anyone has an issue, they'll feel comfortable enough to express any concerns they have with the rest of the guild and know that they are welcome. The crew have no problems listening to any matter, no matter how big or small.

Anyways, here's my poem.

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Come rescue me...

Come…

Rescue…

Me…

I'm slipping
Further and further
Down a hole I created
Falling down my own
Trap.

Is it a matter of pride?
Or is it too much
Empathy?

Nothing I do
Moves
Anyone or anything

Nothing…

Moves…

The world goes on
And my existence spirals
Into a place I’m not sure
I can
Return…

Rescue me

I’m starting to lose control
I don’t want to cry anymore
I’m tired of acting strong
I’m starting to
Break…

Come rescue me…

Pathetic
Always relying on others
Why?

Rescue me…

...

Alone...

Why do I try?
Why even bother
Nothing is moved
Nothing…

My voice is hushed
Between the loud sounds of
Silence
I've long since stopped
Reaching out a hand
No one will come...

No one will come rescue
Me.

The darkness is deafening
It’s all around
I can’t
Escape…

I struggle
Or do I give up?

Nothing moves
Just time
Time goes by
Things change
Or is it me that changes?

Come rescue me...

I still hope
Naively
But why?

It’s too late
Can’t turn back
Can’t just quit
Would I even exist then?

What is it to
Exist?

The voice screams

Failure
Wimp
Coward

Still I can’t cry
Or do I?

Nothing makes sense
So please

Come rescue me.