I scream, an anguished silence
far louder than mere volume can depict
I watch facinated as crimson streaks flow down my wrists
pooling warmly into my hands, and creating exquisite patterns at my feet
My legs weaken and I fall too my knees
Engulfed in a drunken euphoria
I wriggle my toes in my own blood
delighted as a young boy in a puddle
I relish the feeling of trampling upon my own life
The acrid smell of iron fills my nostrils
no.... I don't want to die, life is too precious
maybe if i stuff toilet paper into the slits
I retch loudly, feeling the bile mix with the taste of blood
from where my lips have been gnawed open
Someone please help me
This can't end yet
Theres still so mu....................................................................



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