A/N: slight trigger warning here! I would also like to disclaim that this does not relate to me currently. It relates to my past but not to who I am in the moment.

Her face turns red
Her eyes look away
Her hands fill with sweat
Her hair starts to sway

Her face is pale
Her knees are held to her chest
She's shaking, but frozen
Trying her best

She rocks back and forth
I hold her in my embrace
I play her favorite song
Her heart continues to race

"What is this?" I ask
"What's happening to you?"
Her mouth shakily opens
"Just help me get through."

So there I sit
For hours on end
With her in my arms
And I know it's not pretend

The fear in her eyes
She trembled and shook
I had seen it before
I knew what it took

I felt her suffering
I felt her pain
Through seeing my best friend
With sleeves covered in blood stains