It's nighttime and I can't die yet

3:21AM

You can stare at the flowers, the trees, the butterflies and compare them to HIM.. maybe, a HER..

and you can look at the welted, dying trees, the browned flowers, the ugly caterpillars, and the occasional worm and say it's yourself.

         But someone else out there is doing the exact thing and comparing themselves to you.

 Wake up. 

       You need to wake up.

                It's not a joke anymore..

       People are worried.

I'm worried.

Please wake up. Your mom is sorry. Your dad is back, and he's finally stopped.

           We need you more than ever.