Gone. Without a trace. Walked away from this life. No good-byes. No looking back.

It would hurt the ones who love me. But I wouldn’t keep hurting them with my words and actions anymore. I wouldn’t bear the guilt of all the mistakes I keep making again and again. I wouldn’t feel this literal heartache. I would miss them and wonder how they are. Like the others I’ve left behind.

I’m tired of feeling like this. I don’t like my life’s circumstance. Feeling stuck. Trapped. Like I’m drowning. I don’t want to be the cause of someone else’s suffering. Better to not be here anymore.

Lost hope.

Lost faith.

It’s too hard.