She looked at her blades
than looked at her wrist
she missed the feeling
but her scars were healing
she wanted to stay strong
but its been so long
she put the blade on her wrist
and then made her hand into fists
She dropped the blade
and began to cry
she couldn't believe how long its been
since she felt those blades etching into her skin
she should be proud
but the voices have gotten so loud
she sat there in pain
because she knows she was insane
~NEMO
