My mind racing,

My heart aching,

My body taking the pain,

Here I sit thinking of all the times we were so happy.

The times we treasured the most.

These moments now gone forever.

When I am just sitting here thinking of all this.

I start to feel tears rolling down my face.

These tears come down so fast.

It's like the sky crying out HELP ME.

The first thing I see is that razor.

Now it has become my best friend.

I press slowly and move it softly across my wrist.

I start to feel the tingle.

Yah, now it starts to burn.

This is what all his memories have done to me.

Only if he sees he'll hate me for leaving a mark across my pale skin.

These sweatshirts help to hide my mark.

People start to look concerned.

But these people should really just leave me alone.