I was falling through the cracks.

My footholds were disintegrating.

I had been alienated by everyone

And I didn't even bother

Hiding my tears anymore.

But one day at school

You saw me in the corner

Knife in hand

And you stopped and said

"Hey, what're you doing?"

"None of your business!

Get away from me!"

But you still wanted to help.

You grabbed my arm and told me

"I know how you feel."

And you rolled up your sleeve

And you showed me the scars

And you smiled sadly.

And I knew that you understood.

I let you in

I broke down my walls

And you fixed me.

You patched me up.

You defended me.

You helped me.

You kept me alive

When I had nothing to live for

Because you gave me

Something to live for.

But good things always come

To an end.

Just like us.

Just like your life.

When you fell

From the bridge.

When you fell

From the world.

(A/N: Didn't actually happen to me, but something similar - not involving death - did...)