Sarah
Surrounded by people, you feel so alone. You don't know why you even carry a phone. Nobody calls you, nobody cares. Your life blood flows out, as your beating heart tears.
Alone, you cry in the night, thinking thoughts like I HATE YOU! and recalling the fight. You wonder, is it worth it? This life? Your fingers, tremble as you reach for the knife.
They laugh as they chase, and kick dirt in your face. Or worse there are the ones who just walk away, when they see the pain in your eyes that you face every day.
You slice deeper to get rid of the pain, to pass out, into sleep, relax your brain. No longer stressed, as your blood hits the floor, it's to bad in the morning you won't wake anymore.
