Staring out the window
Tears fall from his deep blue eyes
He hears his mother cry
Yet he does not help
...its just a cry for help

He reached his hand out
Fingertips slide down the cold glass
He hears his fathers yell
Yet he does not help
...its just a cry for help

He sits there in tears
All alone in the dark
He whispers his words
Yet no one hears
...its just a cry for help

He reaches for the blade
Hand gripping it tight
The blade touches his skin
No ones around
...its just a cry for help

He presses harder
His mother walks in
She looks at the knife
Yet she does not help
...its just a cry for help

His father walks in
He looks at his son
Blood dripping down
Yet he does not help
...its just a cry for help

The blade presses harder
Blood falls to the ground
His grip slowly loosens
Yet no one helps
...its just a cry for help

The blade falls to the floor
Landing in a puddle of blood
His eyes slowly shut
No ones there
...its just a cry for help

He slowly fades away
Life slips away
His body falls to the ground
No ones there - never
...its just a cry for help

He dies
No one cares

Hes gone
Not one tear shead

...its just a cry for help
 
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