A Plea for Help

In the midst of pain,
I bleed myself dry.
Do not shed a tear.
I don't want you to cry.

It is quite strange,
That I had to do this.
To simply be heard.
Show you something's amiss.

But if I have to suffer,
For the lives of many,
I would do it twice over,
For not a single penny.

I did this not for fortune.
I did this not for fame.
I do not even wish,
You to remember my name.

I have one request.
Just one, no more.
I want you to help,
The fallen on the floor.

You'll see them all over.
Just open your eyes.
Maybe give them a hand,
And promise me no more lies.