I don't know pt1

Searing pain like an extra sharpened knife cutting through flesh, but yet it's silent, there's a girl dying she's bleeding out, kinfe after knife after knife leaves her body over and over again,but she's silent...she won't cry, she's still like an ocean before a storm, all the knives leave her body, she stands up wobbly and blind, blind with blood leaking from her eyes from her ripping her own eyes out, so she couldn't see what was right in front of her the blinding truth that crusted her eyes, creating an unbearable pain, standing up she finds her steps, and walks over to a pile of glass shards like it was a natural pace from the ground to the pile, she gets down on her knees and even though glass goes inside her knees she doesn't flinch and refuses to groan from pain, and she begins to pick up every piece and putting it into it's proper place and even though it's a million pieces shattered she continues, They come back knives in their hands, she takes each cut like it was the wind blowing her hair into her lipgloss, she starts to bleed from her hands, the glass shards are too sharp, shes breaking but she knows that no one is coming, it's only her, she's the only...the only hero she has, so she'll continue to take every inch of the knives, and all of the glass that get stuck in her because she has to heal, she needs to survive...