SUICIDE NOTE PART I
A sadness so deep, it's breaking me.
Is what's driving me to hold a blade to my wrist.
I'm tired of the worlds problems
I'm tired of the world itself
To have to pretend to be someone I'm not
To have to pretend to not love someone I do
I edge the blade deep into my skin and see a line if crimson appear...
I take a deep breath and make more lines next to the first....
I'm tired of having to live up to expectations I don't reach
I'm tired of having to put on a fake smile on my face....
To have to pretend I'm happy all the time, when all I want to do is cry and keep silent....
Tears blend with blood as I keep cutting my wrist
Line after line..... Now eight
I'm tired of having to say I'm fine
To have to pretend like my heart should keep beating and my lungs to keep breathing....
Ten lines of bloods trail down my wrist
Ten lines of blood make a Crimson pool around me
Ten reasons as too why I want my life to stop
Why it doesn't feel like something worth fighting for
Why it feels like death is a better choice
In this suicide note I say.... I'm sorry but it's what I want
It's either peaceful death or a life of misery
In this suicide note I say I choose a peaceful death...... But it's only the beginning....
~ Cristal Garay
Officially written on January 1, 2014
