Forever Sleep

Dangit, girl; stop feeling so low!
Life has done nothing to you, all your pain is self inflicted.
Suicide is a permanent solution to a temporary problem.
You are not a mistake, not wrong.
Life is beautiful, tomorrow will all be beautiful.

She whispers to me, and I nearly believe her. But almost is not the same as.
Because then I remember that she is not real, as are none of the others.

And if they are not there, then who is?

Who is?
Who is.
Who is...


To sleep forever would be nice.

Better than nice.

It would be perfect.
Perfect.

The one thing I did not know how to achieve.
But now I do.

So hush little ones have no fear. The man in the moon is the engineer...