Dear death,
You're everywhere. I thought I'd only meet you once in my life and then we'd disappear together. I was scared of you but also in love with the idea of not knowing what was going to happen next. Well that was when I was a kid. Now I know that that's not the case. I met you early in life. You'd always try and lure me into dying, you still do. "Come on, have that pill." "You don't need to eat that." "Just throw up, you'll like it. I promise." Please shut up. Please. You visit me everyday during breakfast, during my showers, during school and when I can't go to sleep; well I can't go to sleep because of you. People try to put you into metaphors and similes, they try to make you artistic but they're ignorant. They don't realise that you don't want to wait for them to be exhausted enough to want to die: you will make them exhausted. You'll make them exhausted like you make me cold and empty. And I'm just wondering if you'll ever let me fall in love with life. I know that you don't particularly like life but he just seems so happy and fun. I don't have many things that make me want to stay alive anymore though. You might finally get me to stay with you forever without having to make a trip. Do you want me to die? Death, give me a reason to die. If you give me one; I'm yours no question asked.

Sincerely, a girl who doesn't want to hold on anymore.