Ok so Jemma had a bad dream sort of thing in which someone attempted suicide. I know. Not nice. But Jemma managed to make a poem out of it and make it less sad (I hope).

I see you lying there
Your painted nails and messed up hair
Blood dripping on the floor
Almost the same as the time before

I know the difference though
This time you don't really want to go

I see it in your eyes
As you let out one of those
pain filled, heart breaking cries
To tell me you don't want goodbye

My silent tears land
On the blade, still in
your bloodstained hand
I take it, and you try to stand

To fall into my arms
You tell me that you know
you've caused a lot of harm
You wish your mind and soul were calm


And it doesn't make sense when you say
That I deserve better than you
just because you make me cry somedays
I'm happy you're still with me today

I'll stay with you no matter what you do
I won't let you throw your life away -
I'm here to help you see it all through
And every day, I'll make sure I say
That I will always love you x