I don't know how to start-- I guess… I guess i should start with how beautiful the night is. The sky is empty, there isn't a cloud in sight. While the stars start to glisten up the sky, the moon's bright glow shines over the city's harbor. The weather is bringing me comfort from where i stand; a cool breeze hits my face and blows my hair to the side of my head. I take a deep breath and think back on my day. An interesting day to say the least. My heart was in such pain-- “broken” couldn't even begin to explain how much pain I was in.
As i stand on the edge looking over at the city, tears start to run down my cheek, a few tears seep into the corner of my mouth. They taste bitter, sour like rotten milk, as if something inside me has died; that something was my will to live. My body was cold, my heart no longer full of joy- but instead filled with sorrow. I was filled with dread and despair, no longer were my eyes a colorful path leading to my soul. But a cold empty lake that leads to the abyss.
Life was pointless, it was time to go let go.
I thought to myself, “finally i can be free from the pain, free from this hell…” the more i thought about life, I found myself starting to whisper, soon screaming as my sight becomes blurred from the tears. I calmly said, “Goodbye, to all those who would miss me, the very few who would. Good bye, and thank you from helping me get so far…”. as a take my last breath. I whisper, “good bye, for the final time”.
This truly is a beautiful night...
