Broken hopes, innocence stolen
People leaving, or being taken
They stole a part of your life
Now there’s one less reason
To not cut
Not drink
Not care
Now there’s one less reason to live

And we watch you fall
Our hearts fall with you

These years are supposed to be
Friendship bracelets
Sleep-overs
Crushes
Pranks

These years are supposed to be
The best years of our lives

Instead, these years are
Empty bottles and hopes
Emotional and physical scars
Therapists
Hospitals
These years are full of hurt and hell

Your smile falls
You pick up the
Bottle
Blade
Blunt

We are here to
Laugh
Cry
Scream
With you
We are here for you,
Even if the demons sometimes
Overshadow us

The ghosts are haunting
Your dreams
Demons are closing in
Walls are moving,
Voices taunting
Screams snuffed out
Before they are released
Yet, still, try to live

No…
What’s the point,
You ask

Let us be here for you
Let us be a reason

To smile again
Laugh again
Love again
Live again