"HELP" - RHYME

I forget the last time i felt brave
I just recall insecurity
because it came like a tidal wave
and sorrow swept over me

It's hurts just you wake up
whenever you weary thin
with failures in a cup
so tired of of looking in

Fate looks sharp shatters all my ties
and I gain from all my pains
then my soul is unraveled from lies
But sadly then, My heavy hopes just pull me back again

I raise my hands,only heaven knows
where the danger grows
and it is safe to say
that there's a bright light up ahead and help is on the way.

RHYME - A rhyming poem has the repetition of the same or similar sounds of two or more words, often at the end of the line.