17 Sep, 2014 06:06 PM
I cut myself but it barely hurts the blood is down my wrist.
The crimson is pooring on the floor and i cant feel my arm anymore. The
pain is barely there and my mom comes barging in i hide the scissors with a flick of the wrist.
And throw on a long sleeve so she doesn't
threaten to send me to a girl school again and my grandma is gone
"it;s all my fault" says my wrist so the job must be done i grab the
scissors and make sure the blood flows and then i cry of anger and go.
Then i contemplate over and over when will this fear of life be
over my schizophrenic self is crazy already.
Then i go to school and in health i hear cutting yourself is crazy.