Never Left Behind

when skies shed no light and velvet clouds pour down Rain.  
when sighs shed no relief and faceless crowds shore up Pain.    
names lost in past are to never Arrive.    
blames left to last are to never Distill.    
and i bury myself in past, memories left to Revive.    
and i cling to my last hope left Alive,    
that gives me Will....    
the will to Live....    
without my best friend - what would i Do?    
without my best friend - without you.    
   
yet when it's you who's falling Down -    
all i can think Of....    
   
is just about a million Ways,    
a million ways to harm You.    
like to just stand up and leave - pretend that i don't Care.    
like to just hand out my sleeve and all your hidden Secrets? - just Share.    
make you die through grey and Blue.    
make you cry through nights for Days.    
maybe there's just ire in my Veins - there    
screaming angrily for everything i Despair.    
   
and perhaps that's why All -    
all i can thing Of....    
   
are all the times i shouldn't Frown    
are all the things i shouldn't Say    
all your names - once Living... once Died.    
all your dreams - all Failed... once Tried.    
and every single bitter thing that could ruin your Day.    
it's ok, some people are meant to go Down.    
it's ok, some friends are meant to be left Behind.    
so please, leave me. i will Understand. i won't Mind.    
   
i'm No good -    
no good to You.    
   
silence scares me, for it whispers the bitter Truth,    
about the sweet faces forgotten in a photo Booth.    
we all find loss once in a While,    
and we all fear what we've Found.    
the time beats drum for my last Sigh.    
for the rain to come and ground to Dry.    
even the sun sometimes forgets to Smile.    
even the moon knows depression isn't something you can Reconcile.    
so i'll just lay in my bed and wait for the Dawn,    
watch stars slowly disappear until there are None.    
   
and all i'll think Of,    
is how you never did leave me Behind...    
                      ... thank You ...    
   
   
   
   
Note: I'm playing with the idea of "twin poems" (two very alike works that end differently and carry a different message), twin of this one is called "Left Behind".... just in case you cared.  
 
Note2: i wouldn't call it "upbeat-inspirational" but it does end well so for the lack of a better category - let's pretend it like.... can inspire people not to leave their depressed friends behind?  
-Gregory (Mr.Rain is unavailable)