All I need is a blade,
or a piece of broken glass,
Ten minutes of privacy
and some memories of the past...
I feel like i am slipping,
my flesh so slowly ripping,
Multiple wounds are tingling and itching,
Damage to nerve endings causes such relentless twitching...
The blade continues to slide,
revealing hollow nothingness inside,
I think I'm 'bout to die
but i dont care...
My head hits the tile
of the bathroom floor with a thud,
then i lie there immobile
in a pool of scarlet blood...
Lying in a state of shock,
I realize there IS no going back,
so i anticipate leaving this world
as it completely fades to black
 
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