An infinite sadness that can no longer be felt. An endless sea of torment, hate and despair that can no longer be understood. I stand at my own precipice, looking into the endless abyss. I see nothing. I hear nothing. I feel nothing.
I taste blood. It drips, it pours, it spreads and dries.
All I wanted was your love but you gave me nothing but your hate. You told me I was your pain, you told me I was your misery, you told me I represent everything you despise. Why do you cry? If I was your poison then maybe my death will be your cure.
Will you laugh again? Will you feel happy again?
I hate you.
I hate you.
I hate everything about you. I curse you. You molded me into a husk, you took and took until I had nothing left to give.
WHY?! WHY?!? WHY?!?!?
Why do I want to die? Why do I still want your love? Your abject eyes of hate have no right to be filled with sadness.
I hope you realize what you have done, I hope you realize that I only sought to perpetuate the suffering you brought upon me.
My only companion was my despair. Numbness has killed my only friend.
I am alone.
I want to cry but my shattered remnants of tears have dissipated into the void.
I wish to follow them.
I want to feel the sorrow again.
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I hope the rope will hold.