As I'm siting at the edge of my bed mentally and physically drained loosing all hope with cold red liquid pours from my pale fragile skin and in my hand a sharp piece of metal that is geting vary dull just makeing it hurt more then it has been I'm not even phased if I ever tell anyone they would ask why would I coralline why would you do that to yourself they would say why just why and I would never be able to reply I have to go to school tomorrow I really don't want to I tread every moment I'm there every moment in that hell hole makes me want to put that piece of sharp metal even deeper then it is but I don't mind it I deserve it after all well at least that's what everyone else says they say I deserve to be submerged under water till I catch my last breath i deserve to die I want to die but little do they know I already am dead well at least on the inside I am almost on the outside I'm still getting there I wash off all the blood on my wist and fall lifeless on my bed and dozed off
When I woke up my cuts stated to burn like usual I got up and threw on a hoodie and waited out side to catch the bus.
When I got to school I just sat on the bleachers and resumed to my book till the bell rang so I got up the stairs and went to first period and sat in the back honestly I don't think anybody liked this teacher so it was always loud I just dozed off till 2nd period
Time skip ( lunch )
I sat in my spot alone once again and I didn't eat people call my fat so why should I eat?
