Tuesday, November 3, 2009

pitch black.

The door closes, you think everything is lost and gone. The bathroom mirror stares at you while you click the blades out of the razor, you really think everything is gone forever and as the blood begins to flow. You feel relieved, but it's not as strong anymore as it used to be, it fades much quicker and you begin to cut deeper and deeper. The relieve is slowly fading into inconscience and you imagine swimming in a warm ocean, the warm blood all over you creates that nice warm feeling, you experience a feeling of warmth,comfort and care, you haven't felt since your parents left you. Everything that seemed so hard and destroying in the last time, flew away! You feel better than ever, until all of that leaves and everything becomes pitch black and it seems like as if you are in an endless fall.

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