Standing cold and alone in the bathroom dripping wet thinking of the pain you've caused me and why'd I'd deserved this you took my heart and shredded it right in front of me tears are pouring from my now blood shot eyes I firmly grip the counter before i slip shaking I reach for my razor its rusted blades and fading pink grip i slice my finger to test the sharpness a single drop of blood drips down my arm falling like a star onto the cold wet tile i think to myself this is my end and quickly slit my wrist
