You sit on the cold white tile, in your so called parents bathroom. You have been having massive panic attacks
lately whenever you are alone. You hold the silver metal blade in your right hand. You slide the smooth blade across your place skin. The blade making thin but deep cuts.
You count.
1. For being a fuck up
2. For being Fat
3. For being Selfless
4. For being scared
5. For screwing everything up
6. For being You.
You get the pleasure from the blade, that you desired. You stand up having the prescription pain killers, you empty the nearly filled bottle in your mouth and swallow. You sink to the floor and see black.
