i don't suffer from suicidal thoughts.
my best friend does, which is the next worst thing.

i don't suffer from depression or anxiety.
my best friend does, which is the next worst thing

the very worst part
is when you convince yourself you have the power to change it,
and you try and you try and you try.
your efforts remain unfruitful, and you still try.
your friend doesn't even see all that you do to keep them alive;
how could they? they are so distracted by wanting to die.
you can't get upset, because this isn't about you.
you feel selfish, when really you're just doing all that you can.

nothing tears me apart more than seeing him torn apart.
whatever i do isn't good enough to help.
so watching a friend suffer from suicidal thoughts
is they very next worst thing