Suicidal Tendencies Poem by Jane Bennett

Lay awake in bed
All your words run through my head
Trying to get through to you
Your much to valuable to lose

Your words cut into me like knives
Which brings these tears to my eyes
Your hiding behind this ugly mask
You wont reply when i ask

You only speak the truth
Which is why it hurts so bad
You say your suicidal
You say your feeling sad

I want to give you everything
Don't want you to take your last breathe
I'm choked up worrying about you
I could care less of my own death

I hate to talk of myself
but you not the only one who wants to be dead
You are the only one
keeping these voices out of my head

We haven't talked in weeks
of course, i assume the worst
You are probably gone
I just wish that i'd gone first