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Have you ever had friends that started to down hill? How about boy friends, girl friends? Yes? No? If so..................

Then you know how i feel, so use less, angery, depressed, hate inspired, saddened, and terrible.

I have seen so many friends, and exs go down the wrong pathway, and get stuck in the tar from the road.

Stuck and they cant get out, and they end up getting ran over, over and over again.

Sad thing is, they dont seem to care, they laugh it off, and keep standing there.

Stuck.

They wont scream for help, run away, or try to get free.

They stay there and wait, for the next bad thing to happen and just go along with it.

It seems like they want to die, cause they sure dont seem to want to live.

Cause they are slowly killing themselves, and your forced to sit on the side walk and watch.

Iv tryed over and over again, getting up and running to get them, trying to push them away, pull them free,
but nothing works.

I always fail, and they just get deeper in.

The drugs, the alcohol, the weed, the cigerates, the skipping, the dangerous risks,
the dropping out of school, fights with loved ones, what is happing?
Why are they doing this? This never used to be there ways, they never used to act like this yesturday.

What is going on? What is wrong with there minds?
Cant they see, its hurting the rest of us, around them everyday?

Why cant they see that i still fight, i still try, to free them,
to save them?

Why cant they see my tears, my fears, my anger?

When i know they see me cry, when i know they hear my words of worry.

Why do they just ignore?

But most of all,

Why do i keep trying?
Trying to save their lives?
When they are ruining mine?

Cause i cant give up, i cant sit here and watch this, suciside.

I may not be their friends anymore, but i cant allow my self sit back and watch them kill themselfs tonight.
But every time, i try, i fail, they hurt me, and i cry.

I cant win, so why can i give up? When all they do is hurt me? They are stuck on me, like a sick obsession,
i cant get rid of them, even though they anger me, to the point, i want to punch their faces in,
and delete them from my memorys.

I just cant get them out of my head, or my heart.
I dont want them to die, tonight.
But when i try to stop it,
they get deeper, and when i dont, they get worse.

Why cant i stop, trying to stop them, from killing themselfs, even when i hate them?

Oh no!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Here comes the semi, speeding down the road,
I scream to them to move, but they laugh and stay,
then it smashes into them, and keeps going,
i scream to the sky, and run to there side,
as they lie on the ground, bleeding out,
they grab my hand covering it in blood,
and ask me, Why didnt you leave my side?
And i say, cause i dont give up.
They die, on that road, and im now stuck with pain,
for the rest of my life.