I reach my hand out for you to hold. Because I too have felt I was a lost soul. In darkness unable to find the light. Praying for the strength to fight another day.
I look into your eyes and see the pain. Because I too have lived the same. The anger, sadness and despair that drives you insane. Feeling your the only one to blame.
I see the marks on your skin. I also have tried to kill the pain with a needle in my vein. Maybe you made a noose.
Maybe you thought to pull the trigger too...Cut yourself so deep that the wound is your relief.
I am sorry I lost you my friend. I have chosen to carry on until my natural end. Many will wonder why you had to leave us so soon. Just know I understand and still love you too.