-  -  -  -  -  - Pt I
When did this happen?
                                       When you let it.
Why do I care so much?
                                     Because you fell.
Will I survive?
                      God knows, but you'll try.

-  -  -  -  -  - Pt II
I handed you the loaded gun,
  Closed my hand around yours,
     Pressed the barrel to my head.
I tied the rope around my waist,
   Threw you the line,
      And jumped off the edge,

Pull the trigger.  Let me go.
         Don't catch me when I  F
                                                      A
    ­                                                       L
                                                               ­  L.
                                        It's all the same,
                                                      To me,
                                                     After all.
-  -  -  -  -  -  Pt III
Dear John/Jane Doe,
          I have doubts, I have fears,
          But for some reason,
          I haven't disappeared,
          I'm no good for you,
          But we're still here,

          I let you in,
          Do the same for me?
          Don't just stand there and watch me bleed,
         I beg of you,
         You're all I need.

And for God sakes, if you're not going             to catch me;
     Don't let me fall.