The Third and final poem from this talented Poet.

Tonight

You say that you will always be here,

That you will always care.

But when I need you,

You don't seem to be there.

So you have to get it into your head,

And never forget.

I need you to save me,

Save me from the mess in my head.

Just because I look fine,

Remember don't believe your eyes.

They are telling a lie,

Because I'm almost crossing the line.

So come take a look inside my head,

And tell me if you can see the mess.

This is the last chance you get,

Because tonight I might end up dead.