poetry/writing :)

alone

you lay in your bed,
completely covered by your
blankets and pillows,
like the sunlight covers the earth
on a hot summer day.

you lay there,
realizing you're all alone,
realizing that no one cares.

you begin to hate yourself,
you hate every part of your body,
you hate every thought in your head,
you hate everyone around you,
you hate life.

you're alone and you know it,
you're hated by the world,
you don't know what to do
with yourself anymore.

you remember
where your blades are,
you hid them last week,
but they no longer need
to be hidden,
as you believe it's time to leave.

you turn off your phone,
you write some notes,
"i'm sorry" they all say,
but you don't
feel that way.

you think about your actions,
and know that it's time,
you slice open your wrists,
and slowly begin to die.