I'm scared. Angry. Sad. Dead. Empty. I'm in agony. I can't cope anymore, everything always hurts. My head, my heart, my limbs. No matter what I do it's always chasing after me. The memories, they never leave, they always catch up, go ahead, no matter how fast I run. They scream louder and louder, constantly screaming for attention. They never stop yelling. I can't keep living like this. I can't stand the pain, the voices, the screams, the dysphoria, the numbness. I just want it all to stop.
Should I write a note here explaining what I did? Would anyone read it? Is what's above enough? I hope it is, I don't want to keep writing. Oh, look at that. I'm 14 today. With everything going on I lose track of the date.
I'm going to do it.
Yanelis, if you're reading this, I love you.
YOU ARE READING
Villian
Teen FictionCW: Suicide, self-harm, homophobia, bullying, transphobia, abuse, mentions of sexual assault. 14-year-old Delius Zion committed suicide in 2016. He wakes up in 2019, next to his last crush, Yanelis Roxel. She can't see him. He is watching her. Deliu...
