I saw you die today, I watched as your body turned ash white and you gave up on life. I came running to find you but it was too late. I saw the blood on the floor, black as oil and I hear it still squishing beneath my shoes. I looked at your lifeless body and wondered why you gave up. Freedom was almost yours, if only you had waited a little longer. I know you reached out for help, but in the end you just gave in. I don't know why you did what you did. I ask myself this question as I pick up your lifeless body and carry you away. I saw you die today.