Issue...

You hurt under every breath you take.
You feel relief when you suffocate.
We don't under stand your pain.
On your sleeve lies a red stain.
But if i help you will you stop?
Can i help you get back on top?
So u can stop.
So you wont fail me 1 last time.Just like you said you wouldn't but you lied.
You said you would quit.
But instead you lit that cigarette.
You took that razor-blade.
I thought you had it made.
But can you stop now,look what it did to you
You acted like this was no issue.
Well now theres nothing i can do.
To help you now,you live underneath the ground.
With roses and tulips,Maybe you just didn't know how beautiful you really were.
Maybe next time you will learn.
This was an issue.