Death is near….

Don’t you dare say that no one would care.
Don’t you dare.
Yes, humanity is a despicable thing, a beautifully horrid masterpiece that numbs the mind, but that is exactly why we get up in the morning to do the same damn things; why we get up in the morning with death on our minds.

We are all comtributing artists with crimson stained canvasses and a blindfold over our eyes. You have no idea the impact you have made on others’ lives and the devastation that will follow your premature ending. I understand the feelings of worthlessness and desperate relief, but I am telling you now that you are not any of those things. While I may not understand exactly what you are going through, I can relate to your pain through my own memories.

I have a favorite quote that I would like to share with you:
“Because the world is so full of death and horror, I try again and again to console my heart and pick the flowers that grow in the midst of hell.”
-Hermann Hesse

I carry those words with me wherever I go, the letters imprinted in my mind because this man has managed to capture life in one sentence.
I know that it seems like there’s nothing left for you here, but believe me when I say that the world always has room for one more.