I in so much pain.
The bruises keep me from sleeping.
The tears keep me sane.
The voices keep me alive.
But the pain I feel is to sever to move.
The pain in my heart.
The pain in my head.
The pain in my legs.
The pain around my body.
'Live... I am coming.'
The voice that's been telling me to live.
To live through the pain.
To live through the tears.
I can't do it anymore.
I need the knife.
It's on the floor.
Out of my reach.
Something kicks it towards me.
I don't have time to thank them.
One cut.
One movement.
One syllable.
'No!!'
That's all I need.
I drop the knife.
Towards my stomach.
I feel it Pierce my skin.
'No. No. No. no. No. No. No. no. No'
Inky blackness consumes me.
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