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.
