𝑂ℎ, 𝐵𝑎𝑏𝑦

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🆃🆁🅸🅶🅶🅴🆁 🆆🅰︎🆁🅽🅸🅽🅶!!!

Looking up at the night sky I slowly make my way out the water my baggy hoodie and sweat pants sticking to my body, I let my knees hit the sand as I let out a sob Feeling myself become overwhelmed with emotion Feeling the most loneliest I've ever felt.

Squeezing my hands together tightly I wrapped my arms around my body, I feel something sharp pierce my hand as something fell next to me

I slowly open my hand that was shaking violently I look at the blood that was dripping from the palm of my hand, I look next to me and see my rusted pocket knife in the sand

Carefully Picking up the knife I travel my finger against the blade, feeling it cut me I purposely push my finger deeper into the blade and hissing a I felt a sharp intense pain shoot through my finger.

𝘋𝘖 𝘐𝘛. A voice in my head yelled at me as I stared at my reflection in the knife, my mascara was smudged my lipstick was gone and my hair dripping wet.

𝘕𝘖𝘉𝘖𝘋𝘠 𝘐𝘚 𝘎𝘖𝘐𝘕𝘎 𝘛𝘖 𝘔𝘐𝘚𝘚 𝘠𝘖𝘜. The voice yelled again, Tears stream down my face as the world around me felt like it was swallowing me whole.

I feel so alone.

𝘔𝘢𝘺𝘣𝘦 𝘪𝘧 𝘐 𝘫𝘶𝘴𝘵 𝘥𝘰 𝘪𝘵 𝘮𝘺 𝘱𝘳𝘰𝘣𝘭𝘦𝘮𝘴 𝘸𝘪𝘭𝘭 𝘣𝘦 𝘴𝘰𝘭𝘷𝘦𝘥, 𝘐 𝘸𝘰𝘯'𝘵 𝘩𝘢𝘷𝘦 𝘵𝘰 𝘧𝘦𝘦𝘭 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘱𝘢𝘪𝘯 𝘢𝘯𝘺𝘮𝘰𝘳𝘦.  I thought to myself as I was looking down at my scarred arms

𝘛𝘏𝘌𝘠 𝘞𝘖𝘕𝘛 𝘔𝘐𝘚𝘚 𝘠𝘖𝘜 𝘓𝘈𝘜𝘙𝘌𝘕𝘊𝘌 𝘗𝘜𝘛 𝘠𝘖𝘜𝘙𝘚𝘌𝘓𝘍 𝘖𝘜𝘛 𝘖𝘍 𝘠𝘖𝘜𝘙 𝘔𝘐𝘚𝘌𝘙𝘠. The voice in my head sounded like it was getting louder and louder by the second, Looking around the world looked like it was spinning nobody to be seen in sight, Only me and my thoughts that were getting the best of me.

"Get out of my head" i say out loud to myself as I shook my head Tears still streaming down my face.

𝘒𝘐𝘓𝘓 𝘠𝘖𝘜𝘙𝘚𝘌𝘓𝘍．the voice screamed at me.

𝘔𝘢𝘺𝘣𝘦 𝘫𝘶𝘴𝘵 𝘮𝘢𝘺𝘣𝘦 𝘪𝘵'𝘴 𝘳𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵... i thought as I stared deeply a the Knife

𝘐𝘮 𝘵𝘪𝘳𝘦𝘥．I thought

Picking up the knife my hands shaky I trace my scars over my arm before pushing down making a clean cut across my arm, I watch as the blood poured out of my wrist making me want to do more

Not caring how deep I cut I push down as far as I could hoping I hit a Vein, I sob uncontrollably as the blood poured of my wrist before Bringing the bloody knife towards My Neck i close my eyes letting my thoughts take over me as I make a deep slash across my neck.

The blood poured out of my neck making a puddle around me, I felt myself become light headed and my breaths become week, the voice in my Head faded out to pure silence only the sound of water crashing together could be heard as I feel myself slowly drifting away and my body become limp.

Jumping out of my sleep my breathing uncontrollably heavy I place my hand on my neck as my chest heaves

𝘕𝘰 𝘣𝘭𝘰𝘰𝘥. I sigh trying to steady my breathing, I look next to me and see Wyatt sleeping peaceful his snoring was obnoxiously loud.