Dark Poetry

Imagine.

You wake up and you have to go to school. You feel like shit again,last night you have been wishing not to wake up but destiny has other plans for you. You get out of bed, getting in the bathroom,the place you hate the most. Yesterday this place was full of blood. Your blood. The sign you can't take it anymore. You wash your face and look yourself in the mirror. You hate the mirror "Mirror mirror can't you see what you show is killing me?" you think. You remember your life. Then you have one more break down. You need to stop the tears and your razor is there for you. One cut, two cuts, one more for everyone who hates you, just another one for your face. You see the blood staining you wrists. Your father asks you if you are okay so you lie again. You get to school and your fake friends call you. You fake one more smile for them. How could they know this is the last time they see you? All the day passes and finally you are home. You are alone so no one can stop you. You take the whole bottle of pills and writting a note

"Goodbye to everyone. I know you don't even care so let me die. I hope you are happy now. You told me to kill myself and I did."