Sad Book of Poetry

Strong Enough

You can save yourself,

Put down the gun,

You're too precious for that.

You saved my life,

Your songs and poetry,

Described so accurately how I was feeling.

For that, I thank you.

So please hang on,

because you could have no idea,

How much your words might mean to someone who cares.

Who listens.

I'm sorry this is short,

but I hope its enough,

to tell you that me,

though a stranger,

cares.

I hope this isn't bad,

but please,

don't give up.