I can feel your suffering through your look
your eyes watered up and gazing at me
you cry in the midnight times
when your breath blankets my skin
and sudden scattered pieces of wind fly around the room

Your voice speaks of thoughts
cluttered in your brain
forcefully coming out between sobs
and it hurts to see you suffering
but my touch cannot help you
my words cannot guide you through
and my love cannot turn your thoughts away from death

And so it seems
nothing can stop you
my nothing
cannot stop you
to suicide
and so you talked about putting your mind to sleep
putting those thoughts to rest
soon
 
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