I Die

I still think sometimes
of the scars on you arms
the cuts in your legs
the words in my mind
still stay the same
that if i had just
been a little bit
stronger for you
things would've been
different, still with you.

And now you're gone
your life in shambles
theres nothing left
but a shell of grief.
I could've saved you
my dear, sweet friend
but thats all over
and won't change again.