Depressing stories

It Was The Cat

I sat on my bed

thinking and thinking

should i end

or just keep screaming

I couldn't handle 

all the pain

my eyes weren't very valuable

so I let them rain

I picked up a blade

for the first time

dragged it against my skin

time after time

as I watched the blood flow

I had realized that

I've lost all my glow

am I really like that?

It was the cat....