I'm bleeding,
A thousand razors cut my skin, pulling my flesh from me. It's a pleasant feeling. The thick drops of blood roll from my body turning the floor beneath me into a pool of ruby red blood.Drenching my blue shoes. If only I wasn't in this box. The thick red blood is now up to my knees, oh why me!?! I slowly shift my feet back and forth and feel the blood mold to my movement. I start to hum, trying to comfort myself as my skin slowly falls off. The sound echos, bouncing back to my ears. The blood oozes up to my chest making it harder to breath. Oh what to do! I beat on the side of this clear box I am standing in, but it does not break free. I beat harder and harder as the blood moves to my throat. I know it's the end, but I still pound, trying to escape from this cell, this hell hole. I must swim to keep from going under, but it hurts to move, so I let my body sink into the red abyss. . .
