This is a final message
This is me saying that I'm so stressed out
I'm scared for my life
I'm scared of myself
I wish I could find a simple way out
Spiraling out into nothingness
Slipping from my grasp at every touch
There might only be...
There might only be one option left
No turning back
But the best is yet to come
The wind will blow and push away every dark cloud that once covered the sky
(Covered the sky)
The wind will blow and chase away the sadness until it becomes a part of the past
Reach for my heart and find all of the blood I've spilled
It's a reflection of all the efforts that I made
To get to know myself. To understand myself
These were crucial steps to my survival up to this day
I will be proud
I will be glad
Of all the efforts that I made trying to stay alive
You will be proud
You will be glad
To not have given up on yourself up to this day
Remember when you hit rock bottom that things always change; that times goes by
You can never stay at your worst forever, so now remember that once you hit it it can Only get better
So from there, start making yourself a new rope of hope to which you'll hold onto, and Pull yourself out of this hell
With it I promise
We will be proud
We will be glad
Of all the efforts we made together to get you out
We will be proud
We will be glad
To not have given up on ourselves when we hit our worst
We will be proud
We will be glad
This life is priceless thus why we should never give up on it