**Authors Note: If you have these thoughts, and are struggling with depression, anxiety, or any other mental disease, I want you to know that I love you guys, your really awesome people and mean a lot!**
My mind is my worst enemy. That rope is my only friend. I wish there was something I could do to change the end. I know it's coming, I just don't know when. The clouds darken.. I guess this is my end. I'm so sorry. Not that anyone will care. Just know I'm better now, here, Instead of there. My pain is gone and so is my hurt. My time is up and so is yours. Because you made me sad, and you made me cry. Just because I'm dead doesn't mean I can't try. I'll stab you and beat you, like you did me. In my mind, not physically. It still hurts, just the same. I'm giving you all the blame. But just know this, I was there for you when you were sick.
