"One day I'll take the leap, do it so quick so I won't over think. Jump off a chair with only a strong and sturdy rope to save me, maybe slit my wrist deep, or maybe I'll make it quick so nobody has time to stop me. Put the cold metal to my head, one round that's all I'll need. No. I don't deserve that, it's too quick, too painless, too freeing. I've put so many burdens on other people that I deserve to suffer. I need the slowest way possible, the way that will constantly remind me of why I shouldn't be allowed to just be. I joke that my death will be a show but it won't, it'll be one of those pointless commercial you see. I won't give warning signs, I'll have people thinking I'm happy, until *POOF*
I've left, leaving behind only an apology."
-L
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A series of options Left Behind In Words And Letters
PoetryThoughts, feelings and moments of my past, present and future written down. I can't say much but I like to think that they're goodish. You and I, we're an ocean of love and hatred. A land of chaos and peace, a battle that we're losing with love and...
