You are loved.

It's okay to want to die.

To no longer want to get by.

It's okay to want to sleep forever,

No longer be alive.

It is okay and perfectly normal to think about suicide.

If you're reading this and have read the rest, chances are you've tried.

I won't tell you it's not right,

Because who the fuck am I?

I've had the same compulsions

To join the other side.

Sometimes I just want to fade away,

So far from human eyes.

Just get out of this physical plane,

Somewhere beyond the skies.

I don't know what the point of all this shit in life could be.

I often reflect on the meaning of this constant misery.

I'm not saying I am miserable here, I mean generally.

Like why they fucked was humanity

"created" specifically? 

Sometimes I get so tired here

I really just want to sleep.

Embracing the feeling of "ever-after"

Dive into deep.

I can't tell you what comes next

Or what all this means to me.

I'm just sick of all the selfish acts of humanity...

So if you are one of those who can't wait to die,

I implore you, don't give up, I know it's harder to try.

There is something out there for you, hope that begs to be revived.

But it will never come if you commit to that suicide.

Just hang in there.

I know that life can be truly unfair.

Remember that somewhere

out there

You have your own tree, producing your own air.

You were born here as a pair.

A union that cannot be compared.

 And if you give that up prematurely,

I know universal balance would care.

You are loved

By me.

By many.

Don't throw that spark away.

I know it can be hard to believe if you don't hear it every day.