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I walked up to the door


All I could hear was them screaming


The people who claim to be the 'adults'

But all they do is fight

I go in the dorr slowly and the voices grow louder

They would have never even noticed if I screamed at them

Again

I slincked past the war zone of punches and flying objects and cllapsed behind the door of my room.

I couldn't take it anymore.

I walked to my desk and drew out the pocket knife

I stole it from my dad

Poetic


I took out the flip balde out and just ran it across my fingers

Sharp

Didn't break the skin though

I didn't think I would have the strength to do it

I took the blade and pressed it as hard to my wrist as I could

I cute open the skin and let out a scream

A scream that wouldn't be heard

I did the other wrist without a skip of a beat

I screamed again

Not loud enough to be over thier screams

I layed there

Thinking of how sorry they would be

I didn't care

At least I would never hear them scream

Ever again

I died