you couldn't run from what you became

from one who would vent his revenge

through the time you were young

to look up to the put downs he gave instead



in all your darkest questions

you could never find the answers



this chance with death overcasting the way

tempted to try the peace you could give



you would wear your torment on the inside

you'd hide it so well

until you released it again

i thought i could help you



and you would weep to me

reveal this withered spirit

pour out your soul

let me share your misery



and sometimes i saw myself in you

recognised the colourless feelings

we shared relief in knowing we were not alone



i couldn't convince you to believe

the hope had already gone

you'd suffered alienation for far too long



you'd resigned to the description

when you took your own life

your past would never leave

you had already died



the night you chose the ending

i can see those sbtle warnings

pass like it was meant to be

but i am just as quilty



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