Giving Up

How did it happen. It was so sudden. My heart ached, my eyes welled up with tears, and I was all alone, searching to try and find a way out of this hell. I couldn't take on the cruel world. It brought back too many haunting memories. The music to my ears, the roughness I could feel, the colors I saw that I once used to bring joy did I find, again, to bring sadness.

Too much pressure to endure, too much pain to be felt is what I went through. This society brought depression and depression killed us all. But as I stand on this chair, rope around my neck, I remembered the way you would listen to my stories, the way you'd smile when I caught you staring, the way your hands felt on mine, and how your life touched mine in a way that no one else's did. I remembered how much I loved you and how much it'd kill you to see me like this. But before a rainbow, there has to be a dark rain; and before a happy ending the evil has to be gone forever. But now my demons are reaching out for me, I have to end this now. I wished the best that your happy ending would carry through and that this will no longer kill you. However, it has already killed me.

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