Confessions

This was about a friend of a friend. It's all true it tells a story almost...

I look into your eyes
And all I see is black.
Your happiness
Is definitely a lack.

His body steams away
With a choice of suicide.
Brutally refusing,
He doesn’t want to be alive.

People catch on;
he just can’t hide it.
Everything goes wrong,
But he still fights it.

More people know,
He just gets worse.
Refusing and telling lies,
He just might burst.

Then it comes,
I start to know.
What he does,
And what he doesn’t show.

He comes around
And tells me.
Because he knows,
I don’t treat people badly.

As this story ends,
I want you to know.
That making the choice of suicide
Is something to show.