That's it I can't take it!
Cold sharp metal met tender silky flesh.
It didn't really hurt; the pain in this world was worse.
School, unrequited love, people hate me and don't accept me for who and what I am.
I hide things behind my smile. I try to ask perky ...BUT I JUST CAN"T DO IT ANYMORE. People pretend they know me, but if they did then they'd know I hate myself and that I can't be trusted alone.
This is so stupid, why couldn't Korin have lived. I should have been the one to die. She could actually smile and mean it.
I made myself look low, a follower, and outcast so people would make fun of me and make themselves feel superior to me ... they were. Their problems would just vanish, even if for only 15 seconds. I could make some one feel good about themselves ... if only for 15 seconds.
The blood ran down my hand and my body wracked with sobs.
Now I won't be able to help anyone ... why am I doing this ... am I driving my self insane, for what?
A pool of blood formed on the floor directly below me. I could feel my knees grow weaker me; drawing me to the floor. My head pounded along with my racing heart.
With every heart beet I could feel more and more blood come out of my wrists. I herd a crack of thunder come from out side. It was so dark ... why bother keep my eyes open.
I let my eyes flutter closed. With out thinking; I was way past that stage now, my lips parted to release a muffled giggle.
If someone where to walk in this room right now, they would be forced to believe I was crazy.
I am crazy.
My body became weaker as my life ran out of me in the form of a crimson river. I was now spread out on the cold hard floor.
In the distance I herd a door open, but I paid no attention to it. It was most likely the wind from the storm opening a door.
My breathing had now become soft and even, I felt my body move, like I was being risen up. Then I herd a voice I couldn't make it out but I knew it was male. I opened my eyes slowly to see the strong figure of a man holding me.
I let out a soft smile.
Almond eyes and long brown hair.
I found my self forced to speak, forced to say something to my long time friend. I opened my mouth letting my last words fall out of it, "I really love you, that much."
Then I fell into myself, into an ever lasting darkness.
