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my eyes grow heavy as do my thoughts, but the pain grows sharp and strong in my belly as I breathe and as I live. It is a deal too great to live on like this when others have died for much less. My family has been destroyed by me, and no matter what anyone says or does—I know it was my fault. there is no place for filth and burden such as me.
You must forgive me; I have caused you all too much worry and trouble. I will never return from my travels, nor will you ever see me again. Please don't search for me; I can no longer bear to see your faces. I will not let you see mine.
I have written my story and now I have finished it. When I am gone, the last of my blood will wash away the stain of my shame. I ache knowing I have put all through the torment of knowing me, this is my apology. Not this letter, not my blood, not my words, my death. Thrive without me, Feel and conquer without such trammel called a human to hold you down, be free, leave me behind.
My last request is this, bury my body deep in the earth, where the sunlight will not touch me, so I may be reborn, purified, made into something different from what I was born. You are better off without me. I beg you: forget I exist as I have tried to.
Do not mourn for me, for I would not wish this on any of you. I love you all, more than words can say, but I have to go.
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