Never Too Late To Save You

Lying underneath a violet sky,

You told me that you wanted to die.

I searched to find the reason why,

and I think I might know the answer.

One night in December,

I almost couldn’t remember

Dreams of you, like dying embers.

Your face was white like the snow.

You hadn’t slept or ate in a while.

I didn't have to ask to know.

The voices in your head locked away your smile.

You were gone,

It was too late to save you.

They told you that you’re all alone.

I wish you'd have seen, I turned to stone.

I knew something was wrong just by the tone.

You were gone,

It was too late to save you.

The night you smiled over our dinner plates,

I couldn’t have missed it;

Your eyes heaven’s gates.

To kiss you, I just couldn’t wait.

Instead, I felt your tears as I held you close,

thinking that somehow my touch could heal.

You were gone,

It was too late to save you.

The missing piece of my soul, now my ghost.

On nights like these, I miss you the most.

Depression: the parasite, You: the host

You were gone,

It was too late to save you.

So when it seems depression will win,

Please remember your strength from within.

Reach out to a friend, and you can begin.

It is NEVER too late

to save you.