He was the last thing I had to look forward to, but now he's gone like the words he said to me that night. They only remain in my head, and in that form they will stay, for he is no longer..."don't quit birdie, I love you." He knew that all I had was him, but he couldn't hold out any longer. He was dying and no one could stop it. After that Germany and Italy forgot who I was, al left me to rot alone as he persuaded our care taker, who was not obtainable for him, Arthur already had papa. They all let me wait alone, in the dark for a figure that will never approach me. As for him being an angel, I became a ghost...well I was already one but now I'm just a shell of my former self, hollowed out from the feeling of emptiness. So now for the last time I shall speak each word I didn't before when I could have. These words could have saved my life. Or show someone what ran though my tormented head.
I am useless
I am weak
I will never amount to anything, and my presence is just taking up space.
If I disappeared it would be just like I was there.
Useless pieces of crap that I call me, sadly anyway.
If I could live again I would just end it before I waist more than I already have.
It's time for me to leave this earth, goodbye...not that any of you will notice.
He stood on the edge with his eyes closed, his time has ended. He dove into the lightly frozen water making a hole in the ice where his body had fallen though. The felt the cold numb him the same way years of life had. Each passing moment his lungs begged for air, but he just floated silently letting these needs go unnoticed. The more water that entered his system the more he sank, he lost every once of pain the moment his heart stopped beating. Leaving it all behind in his body as his spirt approached kingdom come.
