I hear the scream of my parents, bring down the walls.
Lurking in the shadow my word begins to fall. The scream of my mum and the shout of my dad.
Our world begins to pause. I will draw you a picture of how i am feeling. I will draw it with a twist I will draw it with a razor. I will do it on my wrist. If i do it correctly i red fountain will appear, to take away the pain and wash away the fear.
A pull of a trigger, a shot of a gun. Soon my life will be done. No one will notice. No one will care.
A flicker of a smile, I’m almost there.
I always thought life was fun but it looks like i’ve been outdone.
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