Madeline X Delirious - Sad

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All good things must come to an end. And sadly that was us. Our once beloved relationship thrown away by your pettiness.

    Leaving me alone, to feel nothing. Actually that's not true. To be honest I was hurt. Broken. Confused. Because I didn't know why you stopped talking to me.

   No reasons, no explanations, no goodbyes. All my time I wasted in you for nothing.

   I was happy, you were happy. What happened to us? Why did we split so suddenly.

   I remember stopping them from confronting you about it. Because I didn't want them to hurt you. Deep down I thought you would answer me. My calls, texts, even the visits to your house.

   Nothing.

  You lied to me. And yet, I still cared about you. I still do. Which is why I am here now. Writing a note to the world and whoever will find me.

   One day you will look back and remember me. I helped you get over your depression, but you only worsened mine.

    So Thankyou Delirious. For ruining me. Taking my once happy soul and crushing it underneath your feet.

   The only remains left are the tiny glimmers of hop that you will love me again. If you ever actually did.

   Don't think I never caught you looking at the other girls. The secret calls on your phone. The midnight texts.

   I still stayed with you though. Because I am utterly in love with the dehumanizing man you are.

   You've broken me. I'm not alive. No heart is left in the empty she'll I am. You broke what was once there.

   I feel as if the only people who care are Raye and Amber. I've tried to stop them from talking to you about it. I thought you would try to talk to me soon.

   You never did.

   So now here I am, sitting on the edge of a bathtub. Holding a glimmering razor in my hand. It won't kill me though. The hot water filling up the bathtub will. The razors are just to ensure I don't fail.

   I set down the pen and paper on the toilet and grab my phone, creating a group chat.

    Hello my wonderfully amazing friends. I'm sorry to inform you that this is the last you will hear of me. I am most likely already on the way to finishing my deed. This is one final goodbye, seeing as not everyone knows how to say it. I love you all, you too Del. Thanks for everything.

   I sit the phone with the unsent message on the toilet and raise my sleeves up, looking at the scars. Slowly, I press the blade against my vein and drag down, releasing the blood within my body.

   Doing the same to the other arm I hit send on my phone and ease myself into the scorching water. I begin to hear my phone buzz rapidly. Most likely the concerned texts from my friends.

   Dropping my head underwater I feel the need to go up for oxygen, yet I stay down. Even when my lungs begin to burn, practically screaming at me to breathe.

    My body forces my mouth open and I inhale the hot water into my already burning lungs, creating an unbearable pain in my chest.

   It keeps squeezing me, begging my to breathe in real air.

   But I don't. And I begin to lose consciousness. I vaguely hear the buzzing of my phone, and a banging on my bathroom door. Before I finally, close my eyes, and my heart beats it's last beat.
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