The night sky filled with stars
The silver mist sweeps across the meadow
The cool night air pushes at my skin
I stare into the river hidden by trees
The tears start to stream down my cheeks
As I look down, I saw a sword near my feet
I could end all this pain here and now
But as I stare into the river
Searching for my soul, and I know
That this is not the time to die
I wipe the tears from my eyes
The wind had swept the silver mist away
And the tall grass starts to sway
As I ran away from the meadows
To home, and try to forget
What I could have done
As I lay down to sleep
I have finally found peace
Suicide is not the answer. Talk to a loved one. Or even message me, I will be here.