My Mother is dead. Nobody can do anything about it. Nobody believes me about her killer. I cry because everyone thinks I am mad. I am not mad, I am a normal human being.
My Innocence has been taken from me. I cry and cry because I am dead inside. My mother was my light. I loved her.
I cannot think of a world without her. I've tried every way of committing suicide to see my mother. But everything someone comes out and stops me. Please let me regain my Innocence from this world. I need to go to the next world. Nobody ever listens to me.
I think the thing that killed my mother and stole my Innocence is coming after me. Hopefully it is going to kill me. It will help me regain my Innocence.
It is outside waiting for me.
I have a poem for it.
I will not fall
Not fall in your arms
I ill fall in my mothers arms
You pale man
Your cold skin
Your heartless body
You inhuman thing
