Silence

Thoughts mixing almost indecipherable, shouting over each other, I can't sleep.

The voices are there, they always are.

Please make them go away.

They say bad things, they tell me to do bad things.

I don't want to hurt people.

The idea comes in one of the loudest nights I have had in a long time.

I can make them go away, I sleep better after the idea.

I wake early in the morning, I feel light, giddy almost.

The voices don't want me to but I need it more than anything in the world.

The trail the knife leaves on my skin is a beautiful blood red.

I exepct fear but only excitement comes.

I feel sleepy so I lie on my bed for the last time, and think to myself.

It's finally over, I smile and sink into beautiful silence.