I once knew an angel who'd
disguise herself as a kid with suicidal
thoughts flooding her brain,
wings pierced thru the crust of eternity.
I see you as an apple tree,
that'll shed apples
to benefit this world,
and if I was a hummingbird,
i'd go to your nest, ever
so beautifully woven
out of violin string hair strands.
We all are instruments.
To be heard, we have to get hit,
and that sound is poetry.
Every 40 seconds,
1 person commits
suicide.
Your life is a video tape
playing by itself, yes, there
might be wounds
repeating,
but
every day
is a good
day
to keep
someone alive.
A letter, isn't
just a letter.
it's the morning
clouds slowly
turning into
volcano
trails,
so please
keep
living,
because,
there are
more good things
ahead of you.
-Sarah
J