i take a look at the clock
4am
„i will do it" i thought
i can't take the pain anymore
one last time i messaged my best friend
„i love you too" she texted back with no clue
of course she had no clue, why would she ?
i always pretended to be happy
but i wasn't and i couldn't take the damage anymore
so i took the knife and cut deeper
„only a few seconds more"
i thought while the blood dropped down my wrist
then i closed my eyes
-a
