Promise

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by ivynotaybi

by ivynotaybi

September 17, 2017
Dear,
"i tried quitting it, promise.
i tried being nice to myself, i swear.
i tried to forget everything that is bring me down, i swear to you.
i tried to stop myself from relapsing, promise."

{i.o}

"my back, is scarred.
my upper outer thigh has no space anymore.
all those space that is hidden is already numb,
should i try my wrist?

my heart can take the pain... i guess.
Then i analyzed myself as i stood before my mirror,
where should i relapse on, sadistic thoughts shouting,
i asked myself 'is it worth it?'
But the reflection just copied me, i don't believe it.

As the reflection of the knife near my back shone, tears run down my cheeks, thoughts slowly invading my brain, as the knife slowly pierce my chest leaving 1 inch scar... I saw that i don't really care anymore.

But i stopped.
I stopped, promise. For you i stopped, even though nobody cares. Im stupid, and I'm sad."

{i.o}