2:28am
You get a notification from Facebook... Its restarted.
2:50am
Your fingers are shaky and your vision is blurred.
3:00am
You're laying in bed with tear stained pillows and your stomach in knots.
3:35am
You turn to a blade for reassurance.
4:00am
There's blood everywhere
4:09am
You start to clean everything up with dirty shirts.
4:32am
You turn back to the blade because it hasn't stopped. The urge hasn't stopped, nor has the bullies.
5:00am
You blame it on yourself. Because indeed it is your fault.
5:47am
You haven't stopped with the blade.
6:20am
You finally put it down.
6:38am
There's not a single spot where you haven't put a tally mark.
7:04am
Now your outside matches your inside.
7:37am
You let the tears fall again.
7:52am
You pick the razor back up.
8:01am
One last cut.
8:33am
You're cold on the floor with blood stained carpet surrounding you.
9:00am
They find you.
9:02am
Your spirit smiles because its finally over.
2:11am
You wake up.
2:16am
You cry.
2:19am
It was only a dream.
2:28am
You hope maybe you can make that dream come true.
