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Bottom of the Sea

Bottom Of the Sea.

 

I am going down, way, way down to my final resting place where I will never be found.

There are no more cheeky naughty smiles on the face of this clown, if I have planned it right it should look like I have accidentally drowned.

The world I live in is no longer a safe place for me to be, I'm going to swim with the fish is in the Big Blue Ocean Sea.

I have run all the ideas in my head about the best and easiest ways to die, but I didn't want to leave anyone a mess to clean up when I commit suicide.

Even in my darkest thoughts it is others I always put first, I hope they have some understanding and don't just brush it away has something simply absurd.

If there happens to be anybody who misses me when I am finally gone, i'm sorry if it distresses you but it is something that must be done.

My well-prepared plan I have given much thought and reflection, all I need now is the courage to put my plans into action.

Then the chains will be cut, weight lifted, problems will be resolved as I am set free, I wish a fond farewell as I drift to the bottom of the sea.

Nataiella July ( 2021 ).

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