Sitting in my room

I  began to slice

Not once but twice

My wrist starts to bleed

Slightly but thats not enough this time

Watching the blood leak from my arm

I cry

Each slice gets a little deeper

This time I cant seem to stop

My arm aches in pain

My head screams to stop

But my hands work on there own

They wont stop until they hit the bone

I think of their words

And how worthless i am

My heart is pounding

My heads screaming STOP

But i need more MORE

The bloods ticker now

And redder i feel dizzy

This has never happened before

I take one more slice

Little did i know this was always my very last breath

And my young brother had saw from the door