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Love Letter of a Broken Mind.

The space around you has become completely blurred. So much so that you can't make anything out anymore. You can't tell right from wrong. I should know, I mean, I know you the best. You're lost...lost in a world that's slowly destroying you. I'm afraid you'll hurt someone. Like I did. Like I just did.. I don't want you to to do anything stupid. To hurt someone you love. To hurt someone who is innocent. Like she was; she was so beautiful. I loved her more than anything. More than existence itself. She loved me too at one point, I know she did. I made her say it, tell me it just five minutes ago. She was so happy that she cried. Tears of happiness falling like perfect rain on a Sunday afternoon. Oh god what have I done, she isn't coming back and I'm sick. I need help, I need help, I need he...Enough about me though, lets talk about you. Your dead wife on the floor and your hands covered in blood. I don't know what the hell is wrong with you bt you need to get yourself together. It's not healthy to worry about the past. Your abusive mother, your dead father. Your mother, who did unthinkable things to you. I miss you mommy... I miss our special times together. Just don't make the same mistakes I did. She was so beautiful, so beautiful and you threw it all away! All because you can't keep your shit together. You killed her, shot her through the heart. She was a BITCH SHE DESERVED IT. So I write you this final letter sitting here at the desk. Next to your dead wife. YOU'RE SICK. My wife...and you won't even realize that you're me...until after I've placed the gun to our head and pulled the trig................