My name is Azalea Lynn Marz, and if you're reading this, that means I lost my battle. I've been fighting against the voices in my head for far too long, with far too little support. I was fighting alone. When I called for help, no one came to my aid.. And this was the result. I couldn't do it anymore. I wasn't strong enough to defeat my demons, but at the end of the day, they were there for me when no one else was. I gave in to them, I gave up living. The darkness opened its arms for me, and I welcomed the warm embrace.
To my team, Good luck at state. I know you guys are gonna do amazing. Win it for me, ok?
To my dad, thanks for showing me how easy I am to forget.
To my mother, thanks for telling me how useless I am. I hope you get help with your own issues.
To the school, thanks for nothing. You didn't do shit to help me. No tolerance for bullying my ass.
To Nichelle, thank you for trying to help me. I know I wasn't easy to deal with, and I don't blame you for leaving. I hope you live a long, happy life. I love you so much. Please don't blame yourself.
To Harmony, congratulations. You won. I did exactly what you told me to. You got exactly what you wanted. You got Nichelle and I'm gone. You were the one that pushed me over the edge. So I hope you're happy. Also, fuck you.
To anyone else like me, I hope you're stronger than I was. I hope you win your battle and live on to do great things.
I'm sorry this is how it had to end, but it was time for me to take things into my own hands. I'm out of space to write, so I guess this is my final goodbye.
~Azalea Marz
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The Darkness Surrounds Me
General FictionWarning, this story heavily touches on the subject of suicide and hints at abuse. Azalea Lynn Marz lost herself in the darkness of her mind, and the consequences are drastic. The darkness that surrounds her is intoxicating, and gives a false sense...
