Steam surrounds me
The sound of the water splashing
"Help"
A voice calls out, a sad voice
The steam gets warmer and warmer as I wander
"Help"
The voice brings me to a mirror
A small crying child is stuck inside
"H-Help me"
A sadistic smile forms on my face
"Silly boy, you don't need help. You just need to suffer."
The mirror suddenly breaks and images are plastered against the falling shards.
So many emotions
Pain
Sadness
Happiness
Jealousy
They all shatter
And all that remains is the anger

If i don't make it through the night, don't hurt yourself. There are alot of people that can replace me.

The pills work great
I still kinda want to cut myself
But I’ll fall asleep before I can unsheathe the knife
They make my brain all fuzzy....
And I breathe nice and slow
My heart rate is gentle, steady
Like I can feel my blood pumping smoothly, slowly
And I’ll feel like this tomorrow
But I’ll ignore it
Take some more pills
And I guess that’s life now
Sedated and aching

sometimes self care is
polysporin and bandages
tending to the wounds
of your own self destruction

And over time,
My pen stopped bleeding
But my heart didn't

Break my bones;
cut my throat.
Pull me open,
learn the ropes.

Breath me in;
taste the fear.
Shank my skin;
stand and cheer.

Kick my head;
let me bleed.
Unbolt my veins;
enjoy the read.

Gouge my eyes;
punch my face.
Wrap me up
in your embrace.