I want to go somewhere. I want to be free.
With people just like me.
I’m thinking of a mini forest in the mountains full of magnificent beautiful flora.
There’s a blue stream running there in front of me, flowing.
Up above, there’s two giant white clouds contrasting against the black night sky.
In between the clouds is a palace. That’s my goal.
That’s a place where you are free of problems. You’re listened to and respected. It’s where you make everyone happy, even yourself!
To get there I must earn my wings though. I must recruit people. People who are just like me.
Guys, if any of you commit suicide, I wish there was a way of telling us how it’s like up there. It makes me want to break free. I imagine all the dead people (who look beautiful) to be standing on a golden bridge overlooking us all. But there’s hope. Hope that I will get there.
If you kill yourself, please look over me? Be my guardian angel?
-NOTE
I don’t mean this is a heaven or anything, it’s just my imagination..
When I say “kill yourself”, I don’t mean physically. I mean mentally. Like you give up but you’re still alive, stuck in limbo.
I just want someone to tell me it’s okay.
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Hun, hate to burst your bubble, but I think dieing is not a reward, its just an ending, so new start can begin. You already have your guardian angel – he is watching every move you make and he will judge your actions when you meet him.
No, I get what you’re saying but I mean being free. It’s not necessarily dying but it’s putting your mind in a state where you are free. Like mentally committing suicide but not really if you understand. Like if you give up, but you don’t kill yourself, and you don’t care about anything anymore… If you get what I mean. I’m sorry for confusing you 🙁
Its my imagination. What I think it’s like… But I know it’s not like that, if that makes sense? That is what I would WANT it to be like, but it will never be. 🙂