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voices.
Words whisper to me,
of hate, betrayal and no mercy.
Ugly. no. Worthless. no! Unwanted. NO! Hated. NO!!!
They scream at me, KILL YOURSELF!!!
NO! no...
See, even you realise that, don't you?
The darkness comsumes me, blotting out my vision.
If I were to die... no one would care, would they?No, they wouldn't the voices gode.
The thin blade that had apearred in my hand shines as I press it to my skin.
Red trickles down my arm, creating vine like streams that pool on the floor
and I am in awe of it's beauty.
Again. Again! AGAIN!!! They scream at me, Though need no encouragement.
Once, twice, thrice more I slash at my ivory skin, tears of joy slip through my lashes as my eyes roll back in ecasty.
Never have I felt more incontrol of my own life.
And never have I been more close to ending it.
My vision blurrs, and I feel fuzzy.
I look in the mirrior for the last time.
A girl with dull hair and blank broken eyes stares at me.
She is not crying. She is not trying to save herself, or reach out to me.
No, for once in her life she's... smiling.
A true smile. Not a fake, plastic smile that she must wear around everyone.
One so true, that I start to cry. Though it is not sad. I am happy for that girl.
I reach out to touch her face, as she reaches for mine, but I have no strength.
I've lost to much blood. It pools around me, red as roses.
My eyes slowly close, and darkness comsumes me. A faint trace of the smile still plays on my cold and pale lips, as they sigh thier
last sigh of air, and i fall into eternal peace.
