Your voice I hear on the phone
If it weren’t for you I’d swear I was alone
My heart beats faster, as I try not to cry
I try to sound normal, hiding behind the lie
At my side, I pick up a knife
Will I do it, will I end my life
My voice quivers, you question me
I keep saying I’m okay just leave me be
You finally tell me “it’s going to be okay
I know you don’t think so but you’ll see some day”
You know all about my troubles, all my fears
You know about my endless hours crying tears
I finally confess, that I’m thinking of dying
For a second there’s silence, then you start crying
“Please don’t go, I’m begging you
I’ll do anything, I’ll help you get through”
But the comforting words that once helped before
Now have no impact, my heart too tired and soar
“I love you so much, but it’s too late, I’m too far in”
The knife that was once at my side is now in my skin
The blood falls as I hang up the phone
The silence surrounds this quiet home
Suddenly I see you standing face to face
The sadden look, your at a quick pace
I cry onto your shoulder “please don’t let go
Your all I got, how could you not know”
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