written on paper, shredded in pain,
tears streaming down the pillow when no one's around to see.
Attempts at suicide with a barrage of negative thoughts,
Broken memories that I wish I could reassemble.
A razor that values who I am as I am,
kissed my skin before leaving me with temporary happiness.
I had a feeling that my nightmares were coming to life because of hallucinatory visuals.
Scars on my thighs and arms, wishing I was dead.
Repeatedly restless nights and broken dreams.
I wish the arguments would stop being so loud for a change.
Cold-eyed, muddled minds.
Slain hearts with stitches trying to hold them back together.
A suicide note that has not yet been read,
under the bed, unnoticed.
As I dive into the ocean, see as I perish.