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A Suicide Note

I have come here Just to inform you... I'm NOT sorry, For what I shall do. I have no guilt Nor shame, For leaving you To your life game. Life holds nothing... Nothing for me. No purpose. Only misery. I'm in debt. I'm in pain. I cry, knowing I'm not sane. Cause I see me dead. A gruesome scene. My knife in my throat. The bloodiest of dreams. Chris will find me. He'll call the police. But I'll be long gone, Still wishing for peace. No one gives a ****. No one will care, While at my corpse, They'll stare. Just another one. Another ****ed up kid. You're better off With what I did. I went quiet. I went alone. I went to find A new home. I'm with the others. Those like me. Helpless, lost, dead... Gathered alone in our misery. I know. I'm going to hell. But it's probably Just as well. Mum. Dad. I love you. I just don't know What else I can do. I'm sick of hurting. I'm sick of crying. I'm sick of all the Pieces of me dieing. I'd feel empty If not for the rage. If not for all this hate Pushing me to this stage. Ollie... **** you. You took away All I knew. Kyle... **** you... You drove me To this too. All of you. You could see. You all knew what Was happening to me. You watched me. Losing my mind. So all you ****s... Leave your jokes behind. You're all responsible. You could have stopped this. But you never cared. You all wanted this. The time has come. This is what I need to do. I just needed to leave Something for all of you. I hope you enjoy this. I wrote it just for you. This is it. My final **** YOU

Copyright © | Year Posted 2012




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