He Almost Slipped Away

I'll always remember that humid July day when you, my best friend, almost slipped away. The shock of finding you so cold and stiff. It took four paramedics your body to lift. When I saw you on that stretcher being rushed away, all I could do was to sob and pray. I knew that you had been feeling depressed but I never could have guessed the rest. Unaware of the turmoil you felt with in, I had made morning plans to go to the gym. My inner voice which I frequently doubt made me take a different route. God chose me as a timely alarm, to halt your intentions of doing self-harm. It's now been five years since that horrible day. I'm so grateful to God for not taking you away.