Disembodied, hovering, floating to her chair I guess that's the only way I could have made it there I don't recall walking down the hall And opening her door But soon I sat, zombie-like Staring at the floor Her brown eyes scanning, studying Prying for some more More to the story than what she saw walking through that door Soon the tears rained down my face My mouth refused to move The words, cotton, in my throat Stuck to tell the tale Only solution left to do Was lift the cotton veil The silence, thick, lay in the room As slowly I unfold And bared my story Red and slashed, with words Still left untold I lifted my gaze and met her eyes Scared of what I'd see Detached alarm Reaching for my arm Questions raining down When and how and why and what? Do you want to do it again? I slowly nodded up and down We have two solutions then Go to the hospital right away I recommend you do Or call a sister or a friend To watch you 24 and 7 What the hell brought me to this place You maybe ask yourself Imbalances, and life and the loss of love Neurotransmitters and pain Wrong medicines and hate and grief The fear of burdening my friends My days go by Both good and bad I'm up and then I'm down I dream of a girl in red and blood Then a girl with gold and pearls I dream of crashing head and on to end the pain and strife Then think about the beauty ahead that's sure to come to life Balance is a word I long to reach It's far and foggy now I hope one day it will sit and stay And I'll be just like you, my friend Exactly like you, my friend