Their smile, infectious Invades the room
Behind eyes, hooded Gray matter brimming gloom
Sleeves, blood crusted Hide this pain
Scars line crooks, hidden No loss, no gain
One slice, too deep Blood pooling on the floor
Two slices, too deep What's one more?
This best kept secret A secret kept too long
Could have been prevented If someone asked "What's wrong?"
So check on your friends The happy ones too
Do for others What you want done for you