It starts with the thought: I want to cry. It's stupid. Let's not do this, not today. Not over some stupid guy. (He's no where close to being stupid) A hot tear slides down your cheek, There is no turning back. Your breathing changes, your chest starts to hurt. Your lying in bed comforted by the surrounding pitch black I can not move I don't know why Crying and shaking uncontrollably I am paralyzed. You don't want to move, you don't want to think, you don't know what you want but your on the brink. It's getting dangerous you have to calm down. Your thoughts are unrealistic, your heart is lying. Now all you can picture is your death scene and what it would be like to be finally dying.