I can hear her painful cries
All she ever heard was lies
As I race to save her
So that this Don't recur
This is all based on fait
When I get there I'm just to late
As I push open the door
I can see her lifeless body one the floor
Blood around her like a stream
As Tears roll down I'm wishing this were a dream
I hold her in my arms
Wishing she never did self-harm
All her pain she left behind
All because you people were so blind
I hope she knew I always cared
All I have left is the memories we shared.
chelsi lewellyn
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/a-dying-friend/
