⚠ Warnings: strong language, verbal abuse, self harm, mentions of blood and suicidal thoughts.
If you are experiencing any of these things please talk to someone and I'm most definitely willing to and help in anyway.
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'Hehe, go on do it.....you know you want to. Go on, do it! I know you love the steel cold blade against your skin. And that sweet smell of the metallic-copper blood that oozes out. As if to greet the blade that forces it out.'
"Don't you ever know how to shut up sometimes?"
'Heh, the hell do you think? Besides for one thing you're home alone now even if you weren't though only you are able to hear me. Wanna know why?'
"Fucking enlighten me then."
'First look in the mirror.'
I do as I'm told and look in the mirror. When I see the reflection starring back at me. It's of a girl with dull green eyes, dark circles to accompany, skin is a sickly pale white, a deep frown etched on her face, and her black hair messy as if it were unbrushed. And her clothes a bit baggy to hide the fact that she was starving herself and long sleeves to cover old and fresh scars.
'Do you see me now? You ugly bitch.'
"Unfortunately."
In the mirror my reflections eyes flash red. Then a shadow appears behind me. I roll my eyes slightly.
"You know for someone about to die you sure give a lot of sass."
I scoff, "Isn't is fucking obvious that I want to die! Just hurry up and get it fucking over with. I'm fucking done with my damn life anyways."
As I say this the shadow like figure takes the blade and my wrist cutting it. After doing it more than a few times for each wrist it drops the blade letting it audibly hit the floor. Then disappears untill the next time it feels like I need it help.
"Puss! You hesitated! Get back here and take my life already! Damn!"
'Heh, I'm merely just part of your imagination. You're the one who hesitated in doing it.'
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Sorry its short and seems rushed.
