I watched as the heavy rain poured over him.

It soaked his dyed hair, causing it to fall into his dull hazel eyes.

His eyes screamed for help, but his smile was so deceiving.

If it was not for his bleeding wrists I would have looked the other way.

Sitting next to his shaking body, I saw his never-ending pain.

I rolled up my sleeve, revealing my pained scars.

Now we could share the pain together.