Numb, Angry, Sad...

I lie on my bed
Numb,
Angry,
Sad...
So many thoughts running through my head.
Whispers,
Telling me I do not belong,
That I am just an empty soul.
Worthless,
I am sick to my stomach,
By the thoughts I have,
Suicide,
Whispers turning to screams,
Louder and louder,
STOP!
Tears forming in my eyes,
My thoughts are uncontrollable.
I pull my nightstand drawer open,
Pull out my razor.
I hold it to my wrist,
To comfort myself,
To lessen my emotional pain.
One cut,
Then another,
I dont want to stop.
The screams continue,
Telling me to cut deeper,
I push the razor harder into my skin,
Deeper,
Blood runs down my arm,
Drip,
Drip,
Drip,
Screams are louder,
Deeper,
Deeper,
You are worthless, you dont deserve to live.
Tears falling down my face,
Blood running down my arm.
I throw the razor,
I cant take it anymore.
Frustration,
Stress,
Sadness,
Questions of why and how are now in my head.
This doesnt help.
I lay there on my bed,
Numb,
Angry,
Sad...

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