She called to tell me her woes.
She seemed to think herself worthless,
And deserving of all the pain
That she could inflict upon herself.
I told her to look around her,
And see all those who are willing to help.
All those who find worth in her,
And don't want to see her hurt.
She told me the saddest of stories.
Told me of what had happened,
Told me of the person
Who had driven her to this point.
I told her to ignore that person,
For there are so many who care for her.
So many willing to give up so much,
Just to see her be happy.
She said that she had these dark thoughts,
That seemed to hunt her each night.
She said she kept getting caught,
And that when she's caught... it's over.
I told her when she felt these thoughts come,
That she should find someone.
That it didn't matter who that was,
That she just needed to find someone.
There was silence.
Then, she said one last thing:
"Why don't you follow your own advice?"
I said nothing in return.