Why not just let go?" A voice echoes around his head.
"No more pain, no more sadness, no more struggling. Isn't that what you want?" The whisper asks softly as he glares into the shattered mirror.
"But, what if there's a better tomorrow?" John asks aloud "what if I hurt my family and friends?"
"You think anyone would miss you? Look at you, you're worthless" the voice no longer whispering, no with a deep, harsh tone.
"Maybe you're right" John softly speaks as tears fill his eyes. He looks down at that shattered glass and picks up a piece, his hand trembling as he looks down at a picture of his girlfriend.
"I'll always love you, please forgive me" he chokes out, tears dropping onto the photo.