His Fruitless Death [complete]

You forget

I miss him, delicate flower

He was my friend

He and you

Did you know he was always thinking of you?

I wonder if he was thinking of you when he left

Your best friend says she doesn't want to come out much

I can't explain all that's going on

Everyone's pretty shaken up about it

You got me, he said

Then he hit himself

Again and again

He drank

He took pills

He cut

And he hit himself

He yelled at himself

And for us

It's like he finally died

He is quiet

He is unfixable

People who commit suicide do not want to die, delicate flower

They want to be set free

To stop feeling pain

They want to be able to breathe again