***I don\'t really remember when I wrote this. I know, though, that I was not thinking about committing suicide, so much as trying to vent my emotions to an extent. It\'s not one of my best, but here ya go.***
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On this dark night, I write this as a letter to all who would read it. The reason I am about to do the unthinkable in your eyes is because I can no longer stand the abuse. Maybe you did not mean to scar me so deply back then, but you did, and now I am to pay the penalty for your abuse. Maybe you didn\'t know...
But I live now, even as I pass from life to death in a neverending solitude. Years now, I have repeatedly thought of suicide and how it all would end...When it is done, I think that you will wonder why in hell I would commit such a heinous act. But you know, all you memories are now kept hollow. To you I am insignificant...a nothing.
To you I am a beggard, pathetic, useless, made only to serve you as a fee; an expense to be exhausted.
