Pretty Little girl

Pretty little girl, today is not the end.
You haven't even lived; so please, put down that blade.
Come here, and lay your head upon me.

You will have more bad days,
And cry so much that your chest feels like its going to break,
But that won't be the end either.

You were built for so much more,
And today isn't the day to close that last and final door.
Life isn't pretty, and it won't ever be pretty.

But please, my love,
My pretty little girl, Today is not the day where you leave this world.