The hurt of a glance

I have died again today. Just like any other day. Todays death was slow and unbearable. the pain lasted longer than usual. I killed myself in the end because it took too long on its own. And like I said "It hurt". I was in the restroom at school. I washed my face until the towel ripped, then I kept rubbing till my nails caught my skin, and I continued. It lasted till...? Till i awoke. my face is back, and my skin is not scarred, thats why I'm able to die so much with nobody noticing. Tonight my phone will ring but i don't know if i want it to? I could disconnect the line, but I'd feel good knowing somebody called for me at least. what new way to die today? frankly just like any other person who enjoys life, i don't want to die. I don't want to die anymore! it hurts. if you want me to cry I'll cry. but the tears that run racing down show nothing to you...
chase me.