The Nightmare

"Do you still wish to hurt yourself?" she asked the monotonous routine question. "Who doesn't? In the world we live in. We always get hurt! Don't we doctor? Either it's us doing the hurting or someone else. But in the end, it's inevitable." she spoke in her regular soft tone. "I think your avoiding my question." the doctor stated. "I'm simply pointing out the things that we wish we could change, but we can't. And I think mine is driving me to the brink of insanity. And I do think about hurting myself. But I'm more scared than the monsters in my head than a few cuts on my arm." She looked the doctor straight in her eyes and could see her tainted reflection.