For A Friend Poem by Aplier Hao

I'm no good
At anything but dying
I'm no good
At anything but bleeding
I'm no good
At anything but crying
I'm no good
At anything but needing

My arm's a mess
To match my life
I must confess
I touched the knife

The blade rang true
The cut was deep
I thought of you
And couldn't keep

The promise


No way that I
Can stay away
No way that I
Can look at you
No way that I
Can come today
No way that I
Can fall out too

I see the pain
Upon your face
The cold hard rain
Picks up its pace

I know now there's
No other way
So here is where
I want to say

I'm sorry