the death of one...story of many

The razor

It slices

Through your

Veins

Muscles

And tendons

Cuts all around

Are subtle reminders

Of how much

You really hate

Yourself

All along

Your arm

The blood is

Dripping down

And there is silence

As it hits the floor

The tears joined

With mascara

Start to run

As you write

Your last farewells

And a

This was the only way

For me to stop

Being in pain

And to stop

Hurting everyone

Around me I love

Your body crumples

To the floor

Your last tear falls

The lone streak of blood

Still drips

Your consciousness fades

And you whisper

I'm sorry

Then

It's all black