"please shut up
you just don't understand"

[i try to remember how to breathe as I'm speaking]

points and letters fall
from my dirty mouth
my dirty nails
scrap my skin, and break the surface


[i can't bring myself to breathe]


blood slowly seeps to the surface
shining brightly in the light
my stomach churns
my nose thinks it can smell
the bitter, salty smell of fresh blood


[i can no longer breathe, as I'm convulsing]

something in me snaps
and i try again

i hear the scraping of my skin
i feel no pain as the blood pours from my skin

"no, you wouldn't understand,
and you don't want to"

i'm slowly killing myself
ever so slowly, death will kiss me goodnight