Introduction
It's dark.
Everything is dark.
Life is black as night.
It's as empty as the bottle in my hand.
It's a poison, I know that. It stings my throat, but it feels so good. It makes me forget everything I hate about myself. It makes me forget myself. It makes me forget her...
Before I know it, my reflection that was in one whole piece is shaered into little daggers on the floor. Those little daggers are my biggest cravings. Glass mixed with blood. My blood.
My bottle left my hand, and is just as the mirror is...
Broken, and shattered. Just like me.
I was once a whole piece. Wore bright colors. I smiled, and laughed.
Now? Now, I am like that bottle.
Empty. Shattered. Broken. Useless.
I pick up a broken piece of the mirror. The surface soothes me. It feels good to have this pointy edge in my hand. It's clear. I can see right through it.
I close my eyes, and press hard. The pain feels so good. Tears start running down my cheek. Then, there's hot liquid running over my hand.
I open my eyes, and look down at what I've done.
It's red. Just red. Dark red. Drops that later turn into a stream.
I can't see through the glass anymore.
Then, just like magic, the pain is gone. For now. I'm numb to everything but the stinging on my wrists.
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