Quietly I sit in my room wondering if the day will ever end.
Is there anything to live for? I wonder as i stare into another world.
As tears slowly roll down my face my eyes begin to burn.
One tear drop lands in the cut on my wrist, as it reminds me of the night before when the world seemed to be closing in.
Closing in to suffocate me.
My arm is covered in cuts and as I shiver to the horrible thoughts I close my eyes.
Just to be opened again I notice the blood covered scissors on the floor.
As I pick them up like the night before memories of wasted life run through my head.
I slowly lower them to my arm.
Knowing this isn't the answer.
As I place the blade on my arm the whole world freezes.
Freezes just long enough for me to make a gash.
A gash that will bleed so I can feel alive.
Still shivering I scream in pain.
I close my eyes in misery, the day has ended...and I don't want a new day to begin.
