**Trigger Warning: Mentions of self harm.*
I'm sorry.
I promised
That I wouldn't do it again.
But I broke it.
I was weak and scared.
I couldn't take it anymore.
I had cried until I could cry no more.
My heart felt as if it was going to explode.
My chest felt so tight.
My mind was screaming.
Then it fell silent.
I felt the numbing vibrations through my body
As the blade slid across my wrist.
The blood starting to slowly drip down.
The crimson liquid faded away
As the water run.
My tears had dried.
The cuts have faded.
Everything was now calm again...
