Why do these words never stop?
I sit quietly letting my mind wonder
what are they thinking?
Are they talking about me?
The words swarm my mind!
I can not....
a blade appears
my skin so easily breakable
the blade comes closer to my wrist
my eyes fill with tears
is this the only way out?
to stop the words that hurt so much
i have to hurt myself to make the other pain go away?
The blade is rested upon my skin
i can feel its cold and rough touch
its seems so real yet so...
let me free of these forsaken thoughts
I do not want to harm
I just want the pain of their words to go away
To be no more a burdence
blood runs down my arm
the blade has killed its first victom
the pain of the words going away
all thats left is a shell
a shell that has harmed itself
because the words were too much
because they were always talking about her
is this hell?
no, sadly it is life
hell would be more pleasant