My Friend Is Suicidal

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.