Keeping Me Sane

Flowers and trees
make me strong
when I crumble
and long to be free.

They help me to
gain control again,
to resist the urge
to harm myself, as I do.

The rushing water
wipes away my pain
as nothing else can
before my own slaughter.

Help me to continue
on with this dreary
life that wants me to die
and on my path, discontinue.