I was standing at the edge of death, by my own hand. Then I saw two that succeeded within a month.

Now I learned my lesson, tears streaming down my face, I’ve lost two friends.

And here I was thinking I would save myself the pain, if I went away. As they bury them I realize it only transfers to the ones that loved them.

And in that, I can’t forgive myself for wishing on something won’t end with me.