Hey y'all, this is a vent. So it's not an actual dying letter. I don't want any of you to panic.
TW: suicide, self harm
Dear whoever may read this letter,
I cannot live on anymore like this anymore. Constant hatred, constant pain, constant cries. I'm in chains that I cannot break from. A prison made out of hate and blood.
I write lines on my arms, the blood spills on the floor like rain falling from the clouds. My heart races with pain and sadness.
Everyday is just another panic attack. My arms scream in pain as I continues to cut them. I can't seem to stop this anymore. It started as a small thing, a manageable problem, a small dark cloud floating over my head. Then it grew and grew as time went on to a large dark storm cloud.
Constant storms, lightning, tornadoes of sadness and pain. I can't stand this anymore.
I am sorry if I had caused pain to you and your life. I am sorry if I was a burden that was too much to carry.
Do not remember me, I am unimportant.
I hope you live a better life.
Goodbye...
