12:00 AM
It was only the next day, when it could no longer be undone, that it dawned on me
only then, i realized all that i had given up for what i thought i wanted
only then, i remembered all the things i never did and all those i will never do again
7:00 AM
The curtains I hastily closed yesterday, remained so, never opened again
Perhaps if i had waited just a moment longer, the sun might have once more lit my room
with brilliant streaks of crimson and gold,
maybe then i might have changed my mind.
But i did not wait.
9:00 AM
They found me.
Only then the guilt, not regret, set in,
you must remember pain never dissipates entirely
the pain that i was released from
was simply passed on to those closest to me
gripped by grief, they will suffer through many nights
their wounds will heal, but into a permanent scar
11:00 AM
My friend came to visit.
She read the unfinished letter on my desk and cried silently. Grief stricken.
Blamed herself for not noticing the signs. Foolishly.
But she couldn’t have known
Not amidst the smiles and laughter and tears of joy.
If she knew it was the last time, she’d have hugged me a little tighter.
She blamed herself, like they all did.
But the pain of “i should have known” looked different on everyone.
1:00 PM
My cat waits next to an empty bowl.
One that’ll never be filled by my hands ever again.
But He didn’t understand. How could he?
Now regret settles in.
My bundle of joy left alone to starve to death.
My warm-blooded lifeline, but not this time.
Drowning out everyone, I drifted too far into the numbing sea of voices.
Reality and hallucinations were inextricable.
I had drifted beyond return
7:00 pm
My unwatered plant, like me, slowly starting to wither away.
I care not much for the plant. I wasn’t much of a gardener.
It would have died at my hands anyways.
It’s just that now I won’t get to fail at trying.
I won’t get to try at all.
11:59 PM
They returned me to the dust where it all began.
The damp earth still smelling of fresh rain or perhaps bitter tears.
They crowned me with ivory flowers.
Adorned me in fine silk.
Then closed the box that held me confined me.
Lastly, they said,
“Good bye.”
Afterwards, they lowered me into the darkness
clutching onto their memories of me.
I never saw them again. I hope they still remember me.
I miss them sometimes.
– Janya signing out










































