Valerie
I look down on me and see myself laying there helplessness and cold and I begin to realize how realize how real this is, I am gone. I am no longer living no longer breathing, dead. I begin to cry but no tears come down my face, no feeling arises from my body. What have I done? What has become of me? What will everyone think of me and think how I passed? I am going to have a panic attack, but at the same time, again, I don’t feel. I can’t touch, I can’t smell, nor can I breath so what does it matter?Mom and Dad, I am so sorry, please stop crying. I am right here. I am so sorry for the pain, I would give and do anything right now to take it all back. I never wanted to hurt you, I never wanted to cause anyone such pain.