How can I tell you this? How can you ever understand? How will you feel what I feel? How can I tell you that I have no soul, that I am a mistake. Will you believe me that I have thought out the options? I am not worth the air I breath or the food rushing down my system. I am not worth the pain I will cause when I am gone. Every way I lose; every way I die. Every way I hurt someone as much as I hurt inside. I need you to understand that I do not want to die; I simply wish I was never born.
I want to tell you that God fucked it up. He made a body without a soul. Im not worth being better. I know that Im not human like the rest of them. I need you to see that Ive been dying for a long time. Dont you know that you cant bring back the dead. Cant you see that Im a decomposing corpse thats been wrapped up in fat and skin. Im just trying to revert the unnatural process that is my life.
I used to think my soul moved on and left me waiting here. Ive come to the realization it never existed. I was a mistake. Im a body with no soul. I need to die. I need to fix the mistake. I need to fix it. It wouldnt be suicide. You cannot kill what was never truley alive to begin with.
I need you to understand. Nothing you can say would make me kill myself. You dont know that every day I exist I think I think of my death. My beautiful suicide. What is one moment of thinking shared with you rather than alone with you going to do? What can you possibly say? I have already crumbled; the shards of glass are in my skin.
-Sapphire
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