Sorry for my abscence on here, I've been dealing with some
personal stuff so I'm a little rusty on my writing but here
is the latest "work of art" if you could call that.

My friend is sucidal
She's dying more each day
But there's nothing I can do
Nothing I can say.
She wants to leave this world
Leave this awful day
But I dont understand
Why she wants to fly away
I mean her life seems pretty perfect
With her blue eyes and blonde hair
But I don’t know why she’s dying
And now she thinks I don’t care.
I want to tell her everything
Release my soul and pour it out
But she’s lying there, sleeping
So will she know what Im on about?
And Im sitting here crying my tears
Watching black lines down my face
What happens if she goes
No one can fill her place.