A letter from Aug 07, 2023

Dear Future Me, I hope you are in a better place, but I don't know if you will be Things have been dark, everywhere I look I'm surrounded by deafening darkness, each day I lose my way a little more, and the echoes of the voices of those who could have helped fade away little by little Deat future me, where I am, even God's light don't shine - I tried, He doesn't reach beyond the wall in front of me but still I pray However I'm not sure he listens, i hope he listened to you I don't know if the world would crumble and die before you get this, or if you will last till then, but if the world and you - both make it, then honor us and our suffering, I'd like to think that it won't be for nothing, but I'm afraid I have no more strength to make something out of it I truly hope we find magic again, warmth and enchantment in all we do, i hope we get back to writing and painting I truly wish we're not stuck in the same town, in the same ********, but if we are...i don't know what to tell you, let the pain go for it is your destiny- everywhere you go- there is it- you don't have to carry it within you as well I'm sorry, we deserved better..i hope you find it in you, someday, somehow..to fight for us. Your very sad sad past self..