taking off my clothes piece by piece, dropping it effortlessly behind me until i reach the bathtub filled with water and white rose pettles.
grasping my blade a long cold piece of metal which takes my worries and feelings away my best friend, my only friend.
bringing it to my wrist releasing all that was needed, but the joy became strong i kept going until the water ran red the rose pettles changed colour and i was drifting in and out of consciousnesses.
now im laying in the bathtub my lifeless body being drained of every last drop of life, not knowing who will discover im no longer here or when that will happen.
the purge was too strong free flowing blood a craving an addiction turning into my last moments and a bloodbath.