Letters to You

~COLD~

TW: *mention of self-harm and other triggering topics so if any of that affects you just skip this page <3 and remember ending your life is never the answer, I love you mwah*  

Cold that's how I felt laying on the bathroom floor 

my eyes dead yet blinking

as the blood drips down my wrists 

my body grows paler

as the sound of my heartbeat slowing drowns out the voices of the screaming outside the door

i wanna let go 

i wanna stop holding on 

so i close my eyes ready to let go as the blood covers the floor below me from how deep the knife went through my skin

i hear one last final sound as my body finally gives out as the door breaks open revealing my cold dead body

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the sound of the heartbeat moniter was the first thing i heard as conciousness embraced me

as i opened my eyes and looked to see

you all staring at me

with tears in your eyes and blood on your sleeves 

i guess from carrying me

and although one would think

happiness would be the thing they'd feel

instead i got hit with the harsh cold of reality as i got yelled at

it failed again

and now i have to live another day 

with all this heavy weight

and as i looked out the window on my way home

the only thought crossing my mind

was how to get away with it next time