Now that I don’t want you anymore you come after me. Like a twisted game of hide and seek, now that you have come looking for me. I have realized you have been playing with me all this time. And I’m tired of playing around. Why won’t you listen to me? How much more do you want? I have told you already how you make me feel. Don’t you remember any of my letters? How about this one?
To Whom It May Concern,
This is of my blood that I must write to show, if cut deep enough, the soul could bleed. So much pain I dare carry through. I must find my way. I’m lost not knowing where I’m heading. I want to go home. I can’t take it! ….To live in this dreamlike state…. These dreams I’m having, a nightmare, or just sickening thoughts I have as I sleep? But when will I wake up and see things the way it use to be? When will I realize this is all just a dream? I sleep, so that I am able to escape this world, but only to come to a twisted version of that. There is so little time for me to recover. There will be a time in which I will just quit, unless something is done about it.
I had awoken in a tragic end. And since then, I’ve been living in that moment. A slow destruction sequence is coming over me. My mind is slowly destroying itself, because of something I believe in; something I hold dear to my heart; something I can’t live without. I love her! But I can’t be with her because of a lie. A simple little lie… a lie that didn’t even have to pass my lips.
I won’t cry, I want to, but how is a man to cry when he doesn’t have a heart. When I lost her, it went with her. And the pain is unbearable. I feel regret and anger. But now I’m lost in the darkness shrouded by loneliness and confusion looking for answers.
I can’t see my way out! I don’t know where or who I am anymore. And I keep hearing these voices. Most of which I can’t understand but they sound familiar. Then when “he” speaks the rest go silent and all I hear is his whisper. Telling me the way out is through him. A cold chill comes over me as I listen to this stranger. As unsettling his words were they were still tempting. And as temptation clouds my mind, a light appeared behind me as if to show another way out. I think hope is calling me.
Sincerely,
K. Heart