Fix Me

50

I'm more relaxed than I ever have been in my life. My brain is fuzzy and the spittle from my mouth drips onto my bare chest.

My eyes rolled back into my head as I sighed and let you go.

This is what you get when you leave people. You leave and they die. They die because of you. All you.

Why did you leave me?

Oh I'll never know why.

I just hope you feel guilty because I'm gone. And I will forever be imprinted in your mind.

Then I died.