It Hurts
This is something I wrote when Ii wreaked my best friends love life. This is how I felt...
I hate hurting the people I love. Right now, is going to be the last moment. My punishment is the slim line going around my wrist. The slim line that I cut especially for one reason. I don’t deserve to live. I cut deeper and deeper, slower and slower into the faint pink line until the pink line becomes red. It gets deeper and deeper, redder and redder until I hit my target. My main artery. I gasp in pain as I succeed in my punishment. I hurt my friends…so I hurt myself. I scream "I AM SORRY." And see the person I did this for. My punishment being reached, I feel my legs slump, and everything goes black…
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