• HIM

    When I see him it breaks my heart
    To know he is wasting his life
    Doing that dreadful stuff
    Just to get high for one day
    To escape his problems
    When all he needs is a friend
    Sometimes I think he doesn’t see me
    When im there holding his had
    I try to pry the pot away
    But he just holds on tighter
    It wasn’t always this way
    He use to be sweet
    I rember how couldn’t stop looking at his eyes
    How his smiles sent shivers down my spine
    With the slightest touch made me fly
    My love for him hasn’t faited
    It was but on hold
    For now he needs a friend
    He has told me he loves me
    I dot know if he was joking, stoned, or for real
    And at this moment
    I don’t want to think about it
    Afaride that the slightest slip
    Will send him searching for a gun or knife
    So I hold on tight
    To my dark secret
    Hoping I can help him in any way I can