• I have a knife underneath my dresser. Next to tiny little dust specks. Hauting me. Chanting my name. Daring me to do it. To hurt myself again. Will it help make the pain go away? I do beliebe it did. But how am i suposed to comperhend the real pain i'm in? You tell me to stop thursting pain against myself. I've never listened. I sit here wonderingabout your words to me. "Babe...you're hurting yourself when it's not you fault." These are your words stuck in my head. I curl up into a ball of uncertainty. turn my head. and there it is. shining in the moonlight. i look at my wrist and see the scars. Should i take another risk? I crawl to the dresser, reach underneath. and pick up the knife. Wondering "whats so wrong with my life?" All i do is make mistakes. I get you worried. And hate myself for doing so. Because i know you love me. And i never would want you to feel sorrow for my actions against myself. I just start and stare at that stupid little knife. The exact knife thats causing so many problems. And then i realize. That this knife isnt gunna change my life. That's my doing. You were right. And i have to stay true to you. And so i sling the knife towards the wall. And deep into the purple paint it goes. The pain in my heart is the pain i was trying overcome from the start. I should have trusted you more and all this time i could'nt understand why on earth the pain from the knife didnt overcome the that pain. But nnow i know that the pain in my heart is much better than the pain from the knife, because of you.
    And now i know not to take the risk. So this is for you babe.I'm stopping my pain. Just because i love you. I'll stop the pain. For now and forever. I promise you this. You gave me the best advice i could ask for. You freed me from the pain in my life. And i will always love you for that. And for many other reasons as well. I get up from the floor. Open the door. And surprizingly. There you are. Just standing there looking at me with your beautiful dark eyes. I wrap my arms around you. You hold me tight. I feel your head turn to look at the wall. Your probally looking at the knife. And then. You kiss my forehead. I losen up my grib from around you neck and look up at you. You smile and say "So you finally took my advice?" I felt my face get hot. I was blushing. I smile innocently and nod my head yes. "I'm proud of you babe." And then you pull me closer to your chest. Your hug me tight. Im trying to hug you tighter. Nothing could ruin this moment. And i kiss you softly to show it.