Suicide note

I've given up on the death of life
On the sorrow or horror of my arrow shaped thoughts pointed at my heart,
To pick apart at my flaws, displaying a false smile on my "running out of life" store, that store is closed now.
The pores that bloomed being watered by my tears close as smile blooms like spring with morning dew being kissed by orange rising light.
"It's over "
To all my sadness
To feeling unworthy of the love that is relentless at making me feel worthy
To sharp edges that wanted to paint my skin red on nights when it all went black,
This is my suicide note to the pain and torture, may my death to the pain bring light to my new life