Be a unicorn
Be just be
Float through grass
And to the sea

Be a seahorse
Be just be
Nothing is worse
Than not to be

Be a grasshopper
Jump through the green
Cause green means hope
And it guides every leap

Be a bear in the woods
Dance around every tree
Be the forest, the roots
Feel the nature, feel free

Be a small butterfly
Floating to every flower
Be a human, just be
And enjoy every hour

You talk of killing yourself as one would of getting a glass of water:
normally,
casually.

You are sarcastic, and in this, too, there is sarcasm, but it's undertone is real. Honest.

So of course, you scare me.

It does not take long before you ask the question I dread:
Would you miss me if I were dead?

Because I want to know what the hell kind of question that is.

Stupid question, heartless question, yes I'd miss you if you were dead.

Stupid, because we're friends, because I know you, because I like you.

Heartless, because do you really think I care for you so little that I'd wish you away?

Nothing matters now, though.
It's been asked,
It's been answered.

So long as you do me a favor.
Just one - no more, no less.

And don't discount this, the way you always do,
saying everybody dies, not everybody dies by choice.

Stay alive, will you?
For as long as you possibly can?

Who am I to dictate, what you can and cannot do.
Who am I to force you, to live in a world you cannot stand.

But for me, for the others, for everyone who says we'll miss you, please,

*Hold out as long as you can stand.

I wanted to share with you all of my secrets
Instead you became one of them

I want the unknown
The mysterious adventure
All the unexplained feelings
And the untitled relationship

I want to not know what we'll do
Not know everything about you
But just enough to actually know you

So take me
To a place unknown to me
Make me feel feelings I've never felt
And experience life beyond normal

i will continue to suffer
until my bones are dust

you will forget i am hurting
forget my heart is breaking
into too many pieces to pick up

these things are outside
of my realm of control

but it will not change
the way i cannot stop suffering
from your decisions

"I shut my eyes and all the world drops dead;
I lift my lids and all is born again.
(I think I made you up inside my head.)

The stars go waltzing out in blue and red,
And arbitrary blackness gallops in:
I shut my eyes and all the world drops dead.

I dreamed that you bewitched me into bed
And sung me moon-struck, kissed me quite insane.
(I think I made you up inside my head.)

God topples from the sky, hell's fires fade:
Exit seraphim and Satan's men:
I shut my eyes and all the world drops dead.

I fancied you'd return the way you said,
But I grow old and I forget your name.
(I think I made you up inside my head.)

I should have loved a thunderbird instead;
At least when spring comes they roar back again.
I shut my eyes and all the world drops dead.
(I think I made you up inside my head.)"

There's a reason your love stories are broken.
And the one you long for will not return.
There is a reason you ache within your heart,
that there's something for which your soul yearns.
There is a reason you won't expect it,
it is bigger than we can understand.
There is a reason you are in the state you're in
even if it was not part of God's great plan.
The pain you feel within is Eternal,
because you've been where you shouldn't have been.
It doesn't mean your life is over,
it just means you need to move your feet out of what
you are currently standing in.
There is a plan for all your heartbreak, your loss,
and even your sin.
Believe me, or don't. But if you're curious, I'll tell you
about where I was once,
before I let God in.