the end

The tears fall down faster then you can make the blood come out.Take a deep breath and drag the blade across, gasping for air your mind is lost.Trying not to make a sound deeper in it goes, begging for forgiveness looking for relief this is how it goes. Making new lines picking different places,drag the blade across pushing down the pain.Hoping to hit a big blue vein, your mind spirals out your breaths shorten.You drive down deeper crying out for help, wishing to be someone else.Then you black out, shribbled up with pain eyes blurred with tears.Your worst fears are screaming in your ears so instead of taking back the knife you go for the pills. Swallowing down and crying your last tears, blacking out one last time and that is it.

This is the end for you.