As he lays there crying himself to sleep again he slowly sits up and reaches for an old friend...as the cold metal touches his finger tip his tears become heavier he can already feel the heartbreak of the promises he's about to break and the people he's about to crush as the thin blade slids across his skin he sighed with relief that he still has the power to hurt himself more than others...by the second swipe it went deeper and this through him off guard he's never done that before...hes always only felt the burning but never really took pleasure in the blood and scaring...but there wouldn't be p scares he thought as he added another gash and another... And...another....till he got weak..the blood running down his arm was like a river running down a hill...he began to black out and thought this was finally it...he just wanted an escape...and he found the perfect one....one he won't have to come back from...an escape where he can't hurt anyone he loves anymore...an escape where he cant disappoint anyone anymore...an escape that finally brought him to the end.....
