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.