As i bring the razor to my wrist
i hear my friend screaming
"STOP! you don't want to"
but i ignore it
as if it's something bad she's saying
she continues to yell as the razor touches my wrist
i still don't care.
someone needed to find out sooner or later.
still i hear her cry for help
but i push down even harder.
the blood starts pouring out
this it, it was deeper then ever before.
it just kept bleeding.
not slowing down
so deep and long.
it wouldn't stop
i continued slitting.
It was an addiction
for taking out my pain.
blood is covering my floor now
and she's screaming so loud.
i tell her this is it.
this is my last day
for i cut to deep
and I would bleed to death.
She started crying saying no...
but i knew this was it
so i sat on the floor
covered in blood
not one worry
for i know it will all end in minutes.
and as i am diing
all i can think is
thank god my misery is finally ending.
