I wrote a death letter once,
A very long time ago.
It wasn't about me dying or killing myself.
But more about what my life has meant for me.
It went something like this:
My life in one word,
Is undescribable.
I lived a life that was not fulfilled,
But also one that was filled with other things.
Things that have given me hope and love and other feelings,
Things that have also hurt me more then they should have.
I have tried my best to make people happy,
Though towards the end,
I stopped because I realized.
That if they wanted to make their life hell.
Then I will let them hang.
There emotions plaqued my own and shaped a new me.
Now I have confused myself with what is real,
And what isn't.
I know the difference between the two,
But sometimes I think I'm lossing my mind.
Questions are thrown onto me by those,
Who want to understand,
But I can't do it anymore.
My life has no more meaning.
I can't say it is your fault,
But you are the cancer that started to spread throughout me.
So now oh so dramatcally said.
I am dying because of it.
I'm trying to heal myself.
So I would like it,
If you left the room and my life,
For all time.
It is unfortuante,
But now my words are a jumble and I can't even think anymore.
So read my death letter,
Savor it and LEAVE ME ALONE!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Haha i like the ending to that. Powerful but kinda a little humorous. Awesome poem and death letter. Tyease