I'm coming out.

The words come to late.
I wanted a song for comfort,
it never came.
I broke down, I cried.

The song comes now, but too late;

"Step one, you said 'we need to talk'...
but He'll walk away, you'll say sit down it's just a talk...

Where did I go wrong? I lost a friend,
Somewhere along in the bitterness
And I would have stayed up with you all night
Had I known how to save a life

Let him know that you know best
Cause after all you do know best
Try to slip past his defense
Without granting innocence
Lay down a list of what is wrong
The things you've told him all along.
And pray to God he hears you
And I pray to God he hears you.

Where did I go wrong, I lost a friend
Somewhere along in the bitterness
And I would have stayed up with you all night
Had I known how to save a life"

She says she doesnt need saving. I believe it.
I just hope the one after me listens to her, as I, her once friend did.

The journal title means what you thought it did.