They made me do it

I have been thinking a lot about how I love my children.

Successful suicide following the death of my parents.

I have been thinking a lot, about how I used to love myself. I no longer can.

I want to end this suffering, and the ache that I feel inside my chest.

I am left standing, on my own two feet, and cannot correct this imperfection.

I cannot escape the thoughts I have to hurt myself, I cannot seek refuge in anyone I know.

I miss the love that I once believed in, and want to end my life.

I do not write these words as those of my own, as I, brandon, did not write them. They were spoken to me, in the inner of my self, spoken directly to my heart.

I will give you anything you want. Anything I can provide. I just can't give you myself.

I sold myself a long, long time ago.