My End Is Coming

I feel that I can’t take it anymore I started getting my affairs in order last night I am writing my letters to the ones I will leave behind. But I stop and wonder why even write them anything I sit alone day after day as if I am the only one here anyways so would it even make a difference or a affect on them if I am no longer. If anything it would probably  relieve them of any burden I cause in their life’s. That’s what I am the burden in this thing called life but I call punishment. I try each day everyday to fight and try to find a reason to live a reason why I was brought into this world. My mother had a miscarriage before me why couldn’t that be me? Why do I get to be punish. So I have found a solution and death is the only answer. With me gone maybe I will finally find my happiness. So I have decided when where how and just to make it easier on everyone I will be in the woods away from the people in my world so my death isn’t their burden. First I am making sure I get all my stuff out of this house whether it be thrown away donated or burned but I am doing it. Hopefully this time I will be successful since I have tried 4 times different ways and still stuck here.