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.