Please don't hurt me.
I don't want to die today.
I hate this so much.
I want it all to stop.
And I'm sorrysorrysorry.
Please don't hurt me.
I don't want to die today.
Or maybe I do.
I'm not so sure anymore.
Everything hurts.
Please don't hurt me.
I just want to die today.
Please make it quick.
They come closer, whispering.
Their words stringing together,
wrapping around my neck.
I start to choke.
Everything's too close,
squeezing me and hurting me,
and I'm dying dying dying dead.
Is this the end?
Are these my last wo-
