Why I Must Die

I am so scared of what I have become. I feel a darkness inside of me that is wanting to strike out on all that I love. It feels as if some outside presence is taking over and bending me to its will. I used to be comfortable in my body, but now I feel like the alien, and that the presence is what is really me.


I hurt whoever I touch. Anyone I ever care about feels the sting of the evil that has entombed me. It seems the closer you get to me, the harsher I will crush you. Your feeling will become the victim of a nasty assult. You may give me your heart and watch me play with it and torture it. Watch me as I take your heart and rip it apart slowly. Watch me devour every last bit of happiness you have.


I am beyond help now, it is too late for me now, go on, leave me, save yourself, before the darkness that controls me spreads to you as well. I wish I could be good, but I am weak and the darkness has me succumbed. I am a battle lost.

Please start to walk away and let the memory of me fade. Let me fade into the night and let my dark heart die. I hope that by being alone I will be able to save you. I am dying now, you can't stop me, I have to do this. I would love to hold your hand again, but if I do I will let you die.

I love you so much, you must understand. I must die so you only see the good inside me. I am protecting you my love. I can feel the darkness drag me down, this will be my final night. I take my last breath now, as it is time to die.