I’m sorry for everything. It is all my fault, and I didn’t even mean for it to happen. I hope you know I will never be happy again; I was never happy before, so a little more pain won’t hurt anyone right? Right? Well, if I am doing this, I should get on with it.
I want you guys to know that I am so sorry for what I am about to do. I know what happens to me does not matter to you, but you guys are my best friends. I think I owe you this. I know you are going to talk me out of this, so that is why I am writing this. Once you finish reading this, I will be gone. I won’t be here to bring you down, and I won’t be here to hold you guys back.
Waking up just brings me down. I don’t think my heart can take anything anymore. The void it used to be has bled out into nothingness, and nothing more can fit in. The scars ache too much. I can’t do it…
I am sorry to anyone that believed in me. I didn’t deserve anything; I don’t now.
To my fans: I have written the last thing on my mind. Once you read this, I will be gone forever, and you will not miss me. I refuse to have anyone shed a single tear for me.
To my best friend; I am so sorry. There is nothing more I can take. It has become too much. I realize nothing terribly excruciating has happened to me, but I am so mentally unstable that this is the only option.
To my bi friend: I understand that you are different. I love you babe, and you know it. I know that you have my best friend to rely on; you will be fine without me. I was never really there for you, and for that, I apologize.
To my anime friend: keep drawing. Do NOT let anyone tell you it sucks. If they do, I will come back and beat the SHIT out of them.
To my Final Fantasy VII friend: keep drawing as well. Your writing surpasses mine on a level that I could only dream of seeing. It was nice to be friends with you, and I really enjoy your writing. Tell Aleksandr I said hello.
I want to thank all of you that read this whole note. I can tell you that this letter can be pictured looking in many ways. My favorite is a crumbled piece of college ruled paper, and the writing is in a smudged black ink. Beside this piece of wadded paper is a shining blade; one of sharp proportions. In a few moments, this piece of paper will be smothered in the red haze. It’s all over now….
YOU ARE READING
Random Poems and Short Stories
RomanceThis is a jumbled up mess of things I've written recently and things from the past. It's just a bunch a trivial crap... Thought I'd post it in case the laptop crashes again. Full of mostly "dark" things. Title says it all.
