MY SUICIDE
NOTE
Like so many
other letters I wish to say how sorry I am to have done this. I am so sick of
taking counseling it doesn't work anything. And all it does is make me worse.
My friends have left me because of my dependent situation. That means I depend
more on them than I do with myself. And it sucks. They don't listen to my
problems like I listen so much to theirs. I can't whine about anything cause
they'll just say I spent my time doing so and not actually getting anything
done to avoid this.
The teachers
don't seem to be pleased about me either. Always coming with my problems to
class seems to bother them so. It's not like I care what they think about me. I
really couldn't give less of a fuck about it. About anything. If they only
fucking knew what was going through my head at the times. All those times that
they blamed me for their money being stolen, just because I was the only one
who was there. At least I was the only one who welcomed you after your first
day...
Mother in
heaven, won't be proud of me. Please guard my soul after I'm gone. I'm really
sorry, but I can't regret this. I can't and I won't! I've already made my
decision, and I'm going to accomplish it. My mind is gone, stored away in some
secret place. I have been scarred on my heart it bleeds sulfurous melted lead.
Cursing through my spikes veins. My mind screams in horror while my conscience
hides in terror. My eyes are bleeding tears.
If you could
see under this innocent angelic face, the torn veins, the split broken mirrors,
stabbed hearts. Little lucky boy. Big loving family. Wearing a crown of spears
for a split second behind.
After I do
this, I don't know where my soul will go. Probably wander in the Earth. I won't
feel anything; at least the pain shall be gone. Over... For a change.
My friends forgive
me for my decision. You will always be in my heart, and hopefully I shall be in
yours as well.
Trowa...
please forgive me... I will always love you. You were everything I could ask
for and more... Farewell.
With
love and deepest apologies
Quatre
Raberba Winner ….
Author's note:
I only wrote this because I felt inspired to write about somebody who would you
least expect to commit suicide. It is a very touchy subject and most people
like to avoid it, but... Yeah, suicide sucks. Flame if you wish. But, don't
think of it as a joke. And remember something important about this...
IT'S A DAMN
STORY!!!
Copyrighted ã Kitty
Himura
