Why must you do such a thing

An echoed cry in the background
unable to react feeling so thrown
a male voice trys to comfort me
i cant believe i had not known

you never fail to astound me
my bestest ever friend
so why would you do this
yesterday was that all pretend?

i live across the street from you
if you ever needed me
so why didn't you except my help
i would have listened calmly

the cuts stretched over dainty wrists
and you suddenly changed
you told me it was over
help clubs together we arranged

i never told anyone what you did
guess its like i handed you the knife
we had it planned out for you to stop
so why last night did you end your life

pleace comment n rate i will appreciate it and repay the favour xx emma