As I lye in the mess I have created
I wonder to myself who could save me
I look around but no one comes to my aid.
I cower as the mountain of ruin bears down
Something moves, but I realise it is just a dream in the breeze.
I sigh to myself as I come to terms with the responsibility
I try to muster the energy to start the break-up of the reunion of all the days grim
However, I am frightened of the impending avalanche
Of the mountain of mess that I have created.

Help!