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Dear life,

I can’t take this anymore…You and me…We’re just not working out…All of the physical and emotional abuse that you put me through…On a daily basis…It’s not the way we should be…So I’m doing this for me…And no, I don’t want your sympathy…And I’m sure I’ll never have your empathy…So…I gotta go

I can’t keep hiding swollen, blood-shot eyes…Result of too many late night, depression stemmed cries…So just let me say my final good-bye’s: Good-bye to the razor sharp kisses on my wrist…Good-bye to the many different prescription candies you forced between my lips…Good-bye to those who never cared…And good-bye to those who were never there…I mean, I tried my hardest to be the person you wanted me to be…But that just wasn’t good enough for you…And now I don’t know what else I’m supposed to do…So…I gotta go

And no, this isn’t a suicide letter…Not a good-bye forever…Just a good-bye for now…Because somewhere, somehow…I lost control over the one thing I should know…Me…So I gotta go…And it hurts like hell but…I gotta go…I need to find myself again…And not even then…can we allow us to once again happen…because I deserve a life in which I can grow…a life in which I can smile…a life that’s certainly worthwhile…so there will be no tears as I walk away…There are no final words that I want to hear you say…Just know that I’m on my way and…I gotta go…I do wish you the best…And I pray that your next victim is blessed...With enough strength to pass your deadly test…But it won’t be me…Because…I gotta go.

Sincerely,
Lost and Found

-Kidd