I can't believe I failed her.
I wish I'd held on tighter.
Her skin, it looks so pale though
But for where her crimson blood shows.
The scars that cover her wrists,
They mar and tatter. Why this!
If only I'd been at her side.
Then maybe she wouldn't have died.
But I was blind, oh the shame.
I didn't help her when she was in pain.
And now she's no chance to thrive.
If only she was still alive.
