The blood flows down the page
My eyes tracing the droplets as they fall
A deep red
Staining a pure white
The shiny blade catches my eye
Hoping for one more slice
I know it\'s wrong
I know I\'m not okay
But it shuts up the voices
That cloud my brain
Making it so I can\'t focus or hear
An endless cacophony
Sighing, I grasp the blade.
Someone....
Help me