I will take this down if you want.-
(When things were not sure.)
 
Nothing like this has ever happened.
Could ever happen.
But here we are, holding our breathe, looking into the abyss, trying to hold on to this side,
tying her down with rope and fishing wire,
tying flowers in her hair,
speaking in languages we've never used,
shedding tears to make healing tonics, crying until our eyes are raw and our heads throb.
And all I can see is her face, The blood underneath her pillow, and all I can do is cry.

I can't help,
I am helpless.
 All I can do it come to her side and watch her and cry. Will our tears heal you? Can you hear my words?
"I just want you to be okay, ok?"
"We need you here, you can't leave us here."
That can't help, can it?
If you leave us, we will crawl into our holes, alone. Our tears will teem to the brink and turn to blood and we will have to set up stones. We will carve your name on top of lies so everyone can see the truth.
But you won't leave us, will you?
I hope you need us just as much as we need you.
The flowers can't be as pretty as our love can make you feel, can they?
You are never alone with us, we can be your strength.
I want you to heal and see our faces and say,
"This is my family.
I'm safe."
Come back.
I love you.
I have never been so scared.