• Depressed, heartbroken, sad.
    Scars appear everywhere on my body.
    Clenching a blade in my hand, in front of a mirror.
    Carefully breaking skin underneath the dim light.
    Bright red blood gushes out on the wrist.
    Silent screams in my body urging to come out.
    Finally the screams disappear and I let go of the blade. emo
    The blade makes a soft *clink* on the cold hard tile floor.
    The blood drips on the sink standing out against the pale color of the sink.
    I look at my reflection in the mirror and ask myself silently," why am I doing this."