Darkness...

I'm sorry.

I started to rush and started to search through some drawers to find some pills.
I threw anything that was in my path and I was glad my single mother and little sister wasn't at home yet.
The room was messy, everything was not in it's place and it seemed like a hurricane had destroyed the room

I found a pack of pills, 74pills in total.

I found the rope and grabbed a chair, the pen and paper was in front of me.

My hands wouldn't stop shaking and trembling, I thought this through, today was the day.
Today was the end of all of my pain and suffering. The gateway to the silence that I needed and peace that my mind hungers for... The price for this was my life. My useless, worthless life was the only way I could get peace of mind.

I started to write the letter.
I started to say sorry to everyone I knew, I told them I couldn't take it any more and nothing could heal me, I was already dead inside

As I continued writing, the blood that oozed from my arm continued to fall onto the paper.

It made most of the perimeter of the paper rosey bright red. It reminded me of roses and if you hold it the thorns may prick you and hurt you. That represented me and how if you come close to me, I can hurt you and that doesn't have to mean physically, it can mean emotionally too.
I'm a Hazard to peoples life and I'll bring pain and sadness.

A rose is delicate and fragile, that's like my heart... People usually look after roses but they didn't do that for me.
They played it, tortured it & now it's ruined and damaged.

This is the end. I closed my eyes and counted to ten

The rope was tied around my neck, the pills were in my hand. I stood on a chair and shoved the pills down my throat.

My vision was blurred.

I started to swing on the chair....
And then......

One More Chapter left, hang In there... Hope you guys are on the edge of your chair