Breathe in breathe out, he said to me
But the plastic fogged, and made it hard to speak

He asked for help, in return I'd stare
Running out, of time and air

The plastic caught, inside his mouth
Suffocating, when he spoke out

He spoke to me, of suicide
That final night, he cried and cried

But I would not turn
Or say a word of care

As you cannot scream
Without any air