I don’t even know what to say.  I don’t think I have any words left.  I have nothing left to lose.

I wore the bracelet you gave me today.  Unknowingly.  It doesn’t even fit me; I should just throw it away.  It was a hand-me-down anyway.  Someone else gave it to you, like so many of your gifts.

I can’t move, can’t breathe.  Even if I wanted to escape, I wouldn’t be able to; that’s gone too.

I can’t survive, everything I had is gone.  What’s left, you can have.