i look at my wrists.
scarred.
my scars tell stories.
they are there for a reason.
reasons.
my family is in pain.
i know they would be better if i wasn't around.
i look back at the mirror.
i hit my reflection
unhappy with what i see.
my knuckles bleed.
i sit on the cold bathroom floor and everything around me becomes darkness.
pitch black darkness around me.
i look around lost.
your voice from somewhere in the darkness .
i follow it.
tripping over my own feet.
i call out your name.
no response.
why are you doing this?
i fall to my knees.
i cry.
"stop it!"
i scream out to you.
i feel a touch on my shoulder.
my mother.
she hugs me and tells me a story.
i look at her confused still crying.
i look around me.
a hospital scene.
my family surrounds me.
the family that i have left.
my sisters stand before me crying.
i ask what happened and what was going on.
they tell me i atemptemted suicide.
i cried.
asking why and how.
then i was surrounded by darkness again.