Suicide's Kiss

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I give to you my soul, so I can reunite with death.

I have given up on everything I tried to achieve. It was never worth it.

I tried my hardest to keep you all happy, I wanted the best for you, I wanted you to feel the exact opposite of the way I feel.

Sadly, I tore you down with me. I became so foolish. I should've known you couldn't handle these emotions; this life.

I can't bring myself to say this to you in person, but I've began to end my last day.

My blade is sharpened and I'm ready to say hello to the pain it brings me. I'm once again longing for Suicide's kiss.

Gently, it kissed me goodnight; I fell into a deep sleep.

I'm sorry.

I just can't help that you were everything and that was taken for granted.

In another life, I may have died peacefully, but in this life I will leave with a handful of pills, a razor, and a heart full of sorrow.

Goodnight, beloved.

Hello, suicide.

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