To whom it may concern (a letter)

To whom it may concern.
This is the end. Im finally done. Im battered torn and broken. Ripped to piece until I donâ??t even know what I looked like whole. Im not sure how blood still runs threw my body thatâ??s been cut open so many times. Especially the heart. The heart must have a million holes in it. Holes that blood could easily escape from. It doesnâ??t though. It keeps going and I keep breathing. Feeling the pain you cause and donâ??t even know. the pain from all the stabbing in my back you do. From that causing the holes the blood seeps threw. Youâ??re the reason my back is bloody and broken. Youâ??re the reason I die every time you step in the room. Youâ??re the reasons my hearts in holes. Youâ??re the reason it hurts to breath. Youâ??re the reason I must leave. Physically, emotionally, spiritually. Youâ??re the reason I killed them all. All the me\'s I use to be I stuck them in a box and buried them in the ground. Except one. The last one. And to be this young and be in so much pain it isnâ??t right. Because of you and people like you thereâ??s suicides. When you put people like me threw what you put me threw. Thereâ??s no way to change what you did. I donâ??t own a time machine and you don\'t either. So its alright. Scars heal and holes fill .Blood keeps running threw veins and tears fall from eyes. Broken windows get fixed making tainted views whole. So thereâ??s no reason to get upset. I didnâ??t tie a noose around my neck. Take a blade my wrist making the cut so deep I couldnâ??t go back and had no choice but to die. I just killed myself off mentally. Emotionally and spiritually. All because of what you did to me. Youâ??re my murder. Sure you didnâ??t take a gun to my head but you stuck a knife after knife into my back. Hole after hole. Deeper and deeper until I couldnâ??t bleed no more. So to this im done. Thereâ??s no more me and thereâ??s defiantly no more you. So continue to call yourself my friend. Continue to make fun of me and call me names. Make me feel invisible. Your words affect me no more. So to whom it may concern you tried to kill me and bury me in the ground but to whom it may concern you failed and I won im not dead im still here just a me you don\'t understand. To whom it may concern here I am