SO here I am, today, on a Monday

So here I am, today, on a Monday. The sun is hidden behind the clouds, like a shy child behind her mother's legs. The wind is cold, it whispers across the ground, caressing my body. My arms are prickly with Goosebumps and my fingers numb. The only warmth comes from the blood dripping down from my wrists and onto the tops of my hands. My eyes, half shut to the drizzle of rain, fill with tears as the pain seeps from through my body. If only the pain would go away, but I knew from years of the cycle that it would just come back after it subsided with a dull throb. I stole a glance at the shiny silver knife, lined with blood. The though of it being burrowed in my chest gave me a sort of grim satisfaction and a feeling of dull relief. It would all end so soon. And just for the sake of it I let out a cry, to try and rid of my pent up frustration and pain. It echoed with the thunder and stopped as a faint flash of lightning illuminated the town. I stripped out of my jacket, the cold wind biting through my button up. I shuddered and undid some buttons. With nervous hands, I took the knife and held it firmly. I traced it along my narrow chest until it came over the faint beat of my heart. Another cold whisper tousled my hair and made my nose feel tingly. I bit onto my bottom lip, drawing blood, as I slowly pushed the knife through my skin. It hurt, and blood stained my white shirt. I relieved it for a moment, but after a brief sigh and a low rumble of thunder, I pushed it with all my might. I cried out as my head spun and the hot cold and nauseating pain over came me. The sensation was over whelming. I collapsed onto my knees as the sky opened up and icy rain fell from the charcoal clouds. It pelted the streets as I fell. I lay in a puddle, my chest hot, and watched as a river of blood flowed into the gutter along with the rain. My eyes blinked slower and slower and the world slowly came out of focus. I sobbed, realizing life would soon end. I clutched my own hand and squinted my eyes as I drew my last breath.