Shoyo's Point of Veiw
I slid the cold razor across my skin for about the 12th time. It was 2am, Saturday april 25th. I hadn't slept in days. There was no real point in sleeping though. I'd just be flooded by night terrors.
I sat on the cold bathroom floor with blood dripping out of my arm. The cuts weren't that deep but they were pretty long and staggered across both arms.
I finally decided to stand up and get into a cool shower. The hot water just make the cuts sting and irritated the skin. I washed them with my orange scented soap bar, slightly wincing at the action. The aftermath of cutting was always annoying since there wasn't that state of adrenaline and euphoria. It was just boring old pain. But then again, I'd gotten used to it.
I started cutting two years ago and it's just become a habit... a bad one at that.
Once I was done with my shower, I got dressed, bandaged my wounds, and headed back to bed to atleast try and get a couple hours of sleep since it was now a little past 3 in the morning.
I laid down and let my thoughts silently evaporate so it could be replaced by one thing that hated me the most. Sleep.
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