Shush boy,
Nothing can save you,
You whisper to your self,
Asking why,
Why did I do this?
What have I become?
The addiction happened.
Its taking over you.
You sit there crying,
While having desperation as your cutting.
Shush boy,
Its too late,
You're afraid to be saved,
I watch you whimper near me,
You push my blanket against you face,
While wiping the tears of disgrace.
If only I could help,
If only I could save you.
The monster is to strong,
Making it hard to defeat.
Shush boy,
You are cutting to deep,
You slide the cheap metal across your wrist,
While I am wishing, I could speak,
I have been silenced of disbelief.
This is not a dream,
But this is real life,
Where we wish it were just a bad dream,
Things take over ruining what we have,
Until its to late where we are hushed and cant be saved.
