The light burns my eyes, but becomes more tolerable as the
day slowly fades to dusk, twilight, and then...
Darkness fills my room, every corner turns black.
The blood drips from my wrist onto the twisted black
floors, and all my pain dissipates.
I'm not sure how it got this bad,
the cut starts to burn and a bitter-sweet smile spreads
across my face.
Control.
The key to my happiness,
the key to my sanity.
It left me here to bleed.
Light filters in through the curtains.
I pull them back to look out, and realize what it means.
The new day brings to me what I thought I would never
have...

Another chance.