hours will feel like days and days will feel like years
that's how time feels when you haven't even touched the knife in 3 months.
3 clean months and you haven't touched another blade since.
you haven't even THOUGHT about the next blade because you finally took the thoughts away
for now
you feel content with the idea of life but every time you look down at the little scars you ask yourself
was it worth it ?
because even before you started to cut your pretty skin,
before you knew what suicide was,
before you could grasp the idea of being alone in a room full of people,
even today, you still wonder
am I enough ?
