Dear Somebody,
I am a nobody unlike you. I write this letter to share my truths. Any lies I tell will be crystal clear. I choke as I write, from toxins in the air. I’m going to speak my mind in high hopes you speak yours too. In the future, somewhere far away in time you’ll get this letter and these words will still hold true. I need saving, but who’s going to save me? Remember that baby that Brenda threw in the trash, well I’m that baby. I’m dead inside I’ve felt nothing lately. Like an empty casket waiting for someone to come lay in.
My words are deep, but I swear they’re not pretentious. My mind is dark no light can penetrate it. I’m becoming less of a man as if I were castrated. In my own mind, I feel incarcerated. Forgive me if these words seem decrepit, I’m outdated. My name never held weight no need to reinstate it. My cry out was far from getting mandated.
All my life I’ve felt insane without no shame. Ironically it brought me some type of fame. Even though people still didn’t notice me or even know my name. The word sanity means nothing to me, it’s so mundane. Lock me up or leave me be it’s all the same. If you take anything from my words let it be this one thing, we are all not equal, are minds are not the same. I think on a different level. I dig deeper than deep, but I never had a shovel.
I see past the bull crap, I swear I’m so clever, but in reality, I’m not and my demons are the ones composing this letter. They have taken over my body and kicked out my soul. I pray to the Heavenly Father, but they have muted my words. I hope he sees my suffering so I don’t suffer no more. But they have plastered a smile on my face so their secret’s untold.
By the time you read this letter I’ll be dead, the cause of death will be a bullet to my head. Wrapped in the silkiest dirt fit for the dead, and put 6 feet under, and laid into my wooden bed. Don’t be fooled I did not die in vain. I took your demons with me so now you can be sane. Carry on the fame I have bestowed, without the burdens that tortured the soul. Your demons are gone and they haunt nevermore. May you live happily on forever more.
Sincerely,
A lesser you