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."
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