Is It Funny Now...?

Oh okie dokie

When you thought that one person that you loved

loved you back

but didn't

you rely on a knife

As you stand in the shower

crying

you slice on your thigh

like you would with a freshly baked loaf of bread

Watching the blood drip down onto the shower floor

you start to wonder if you are pretty enough

Suddenly

that knife becomes your best friend

Never wanting 'you best friend' to leave you

As the night go by

like petals on a dead flower

you stand in that shower

in the exact same spot

slicing up your thigh

more and more

Watching as the blood drips down

still wondering if you are pretty enough

Starving yourself

so you can be skinny enough

only to find out

it doesn't work

One stormy cold night

you sit there

with 'your best friend'

watching a movie

Suddenly

you feel this sharp cold edge on your throat

Not looking down

but knowing it is your time to go

Feeling the sting of the skin pulling apart

breathing slowly

Feeling the flow of the warm blood

rushing out of your neck

Knowing in matter of seconds

you will be dead

As your eyes roll back and your lids close

taking you last and final breath

Dropping the knife out of your hand

your head falls back

~

Goodbye world

The pain was too much