i miss you. i wish you were here right now. next to me, as i write this. where are you those nights when the knife in my hand is looking friendly? when my life depends on you kind touch, when breathing isn't an option that i would like to choose anymore, when it feels like the whole world hates me,where are you? right now, i need you. if i do not get you...i do not know what i will do. i love you, but the darkness...it's all around me. death is looking at me in the eyes, he is taunting me. the darkness is mocking my every move. i am so scared. what if the light never comes? will you miss me? will anyone? i dont care, and i doubt that they will. as you read this, i am ending my life, or it is already ended. do not grieve. you will not miss me. nor will you ever. no one will. good-bye
