Help Lines & Suicides
Helplines and suicides
I'm scared to look at you in the eye.
I can try and take this
one day at a time.
I can try and make a list
of all the ways I care.
Maybe then you'll understand,
it's in the way I stare.
No matter what else is going on
I hear your voice
or see your face
or even read your words
and everything else melts away.
I've put my faith into my words,
and prayed to someone
that they won't fail me now.
My words
are completely useless
when put to the test.
They pale in comparison
to the light that shines
when I think of you.
