Remind me again

what it feels like

to be broken because of your choices.

Let me live with the pain

of knowing I will never

see you again,

and never get to say goodbye.

I cannot impress upon you

how much you mean to me,

nor how horribly

I fear for you,

because I know the urge

that life can bring.

But don't give in,

my friend,

don't let yourself be lost

in this hellhole we call life.

Let me help you-

take the hand I offer

to pull you from

the grave you would dig

for yorself.

Let me be the light,

just as you hav ebeen

so many times for me.

But in the end,

if you cannot find the joy

in living,

feel free to

remind me again

what it feels like

to die inside.