took a phone call today
please come and talk to me
got in the car, drove to you
and you said to me

I'm not right, I feel it in my head
I've got no one else, I've got no friends
I can't talk to you, I don't know where to begin
please, just talk to me

I talk about nothing as I watch your tears
I speak about idiocies and unrelenting fears
I whispers entreaties that drive me insane
I sit and silently know... I'm to blame

each revelation, besides the last
leaves me gasping, struggling to breathe
each time you say I can't talk about it
gives me another reason to believe

It's
my
fault

this is my shame

my horror is I walked away
knowing you were on your own
you sent me away
like a dog with a bone

with no meat on it

I don't have a clue
whats really eating you

except I could only say
*whatever you are thinking
Suicide is NOT the way