She's the reason you gave up that addiction,
The reason you stopped hurting yourself,
Hurting yourself so that you didn't have to deal with the pain,
The pain that they caused, the pain he caused,
The pain you had to deal with knowing that you'd never be loved.
She's the reason you don't cry yourself to sleep anymore,
Crying about not knowing what to do next,
Not knowing how to stop,
And not knowing who to turn to.
She's the one who pointed out, that everyone needs someone to live for.
Someone who can help you though good times and the bad,
Someone who can wipe away your tears when you can't,
And someone to give you a hug to help you through the day.
She's the reason your still here today,
Why, there are no more cuts on your wrists,
The reason you threw out that blade,
and the reason why your still here today.
*this poem is written all about one of my friends, apparently i helped her through a lot so I wrote this for her!
