i fell apart last evening.
you took 12 pills at once.
i sobbed in my living room,
all alone in my house.

you had a pen and paper.
no will to live in sight.
i tried to talk you off that ledge.
you fell with not a single drop of fright.

911 calls all around,
like beer glasses to friends.
a tear stained face and shaky voice
was all i was that night.

i never thought this would happen to me.
a nightmare come true.
blaring lights and a hospital bed.
a life anew.

you lived another second,
another minute,
another hour.

- i know suicide too well today.