My Note.

My note,

All of the strife,

Thanks to those who stuck by me.

Those who cared.

It’s truly appreciated.

As I am torn apart,

Falling ever-faster, despite taking months to get up.

The brain, a place of joy and pain.

People that claw at you but also comfort.

The smile, the kindness, the cutest laugh,

The knife that pierces your heart, the bullet through your soul,

The pain of thinking,

The pain of feeling.
Falling faster and faster, into the depths, the darkness.

Until.

Nothing.