Have you met my demon? He's quite persuasive, he's the voice in my head. I can hear him all the time. He edges me to my razor blade. He wants my death more than I do, only my pain can drown him away. Even if only for a little while, he taught me a trick to get rid of him for good. He told cut deep into my veins and then he'd go away. I believe him and I want him gone so here's my goodbye I doubt you'll miss me so I take this razor to my wrist and slowly let death come to claim me. I die with a smile on my lips. I released my demon the voice in my head disappeared. I finally realized in my last moment He wasn't a demon he was the darker part in my mind my suicidal thoughts wrapped in a lie. My demon didn't kill me for I killed myself
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Suicide is a friend
De TodoA girl find relief in a razor listening to suicide her voice I he read telling her to keep going
