"To Anyone,
I have been locked away in my prison for longer than I care to admit. Not because of some outside force keeping me in, but because I never cared to leave it in the first place. The world and all who inhabit it have left me feeling nauseous, anxious, and riddled with fear. I had never even considered my loved ones worth fighting for, worth seeing, and I knew that it was killing me. Little by little, slowly every day. My time here was running out.
When I awoke this morning something hit me. This feeling... that this is my last day. I knew that I had to try and say goodbye before I vanished for good. I owed them that much. I owed them an explanation as to why their love for me meant nothing. I was finally ready to face the judgement of living, but I never got the chance.
I stepped outside into a world that had also given up.
The sky had lost it's hue. The sun escaped. What little love was left in this world had vanished, and the only thing that filled my lungs was dread. I couldn't help but breath it all in. A force that was threatening our very existence loomed on the horizon. A force that I was familiar with. I knew all to well what this energy was, and what little I could do to stop it. It seemed that the world now felt what I felt, and any dream of finding peace was no longer an option.
I betrayed my life and in turn all life betrayed me.
I know that it's too late for me to change the course of my existence, but if you're reading this it's not too late for you. Don't let this energy consume us all, don't let us vanish into darkness. If your chest feels heavy be sure to open your heart, or else you'll end up like me.
Best of luck, The Heartless"
