Dear Suicide,
You've tortured me for the longest time.
Sometimes, I catch you staring at me through the window.
It feels quite awkward, knowing that you've always got your eyes on me.
Whenever I don't do what you say, you punish me by beating up my soul until it bleeds. Then, you take the bloody tears that my arms cry, and you splatter my shameful sorrow on the wall.
You make me look at the embarrassing sorrow, and I fall to my knees in agony.
You're nothing but torment.
You hurt me.
You push me around.
You patronize me.
You embarrass and humiliate me.
Stop BULLYING me. 😰😭😵
Please, return my soul to me - Fully repaired.
Yours Truly,
X
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