Let me see the colors of the sky.
Instead of the darkness of my soul.
Let me hear the sound of falling rain.
Instead of the tears that flow on my cheek.
Let me taste the flavor of sweet and salty.
Instead of the blood I lick off my arm.
Let me touch the softest petal on the rose.
Instead of the cold metal of a razor blade.
Let me smell the calming scent of lavender.
Instead of the horrid scent of withered heart.

Let me be happy and content.
Instead of depressed and suicidal.