This is not a story with a happy ending
Instead this is a prologue to a collection most dissonant
This is not who I was supposed to be
This is a suicide note
Nothing about this is in any way cathartic
I have no one to go to for help
Every sentence spoke is f*cking worthless
I wish I could let my f*cking feelings out
But I'm terrified of bothering those I love
So instead
I'll write out these feelings
And either this will end up in a song
Or this will
Be one of
The many
Letters you'll find after my passing
No more f*cking tears left to cry
Could this be what was meant for me
No love or hope, just misery
To feel love give way each day
Sad is all I'll ever be
I'm sorry
I can't figure any of this out
I can't begin to understand what I should f*cking do
I can't figure this out
I can't figure this out
I can't figure this out
I wish I was dead
Everything would be so much easier
Everything I wish I was
I am not