Why Does It Never Happen
An attempt I tried but did not work like every other attempt that I have ever made…I wonder why
I sit in the corner
All alone
I hold myself
I wonder why
Why am I still here
After all these time I try
I still though want to die
I look for a blade near me
I find one
I hold it
I stroke the razor sharp edge
It cuts my finger
But that is not what I want
It will never be what I want
I slowly cut my wrist
I then slice my wrists
And continue to slice
Until I see blood
It trickles at first not wanting to come out
But then it gushes sprinting out of the mark I made
After that Gushing I do not know what happens next
As holding myself
I collapse one last time
All alone
I hold myself
I wonder why
Why am I still here
After all these time I try
I still though want to die
I look for a blade near me
I find one
I hold it
I stroke the razor sharp edge
It cuts my finger
But that is not what I want
It will never be what I want
I slowly cut my wrist
I then slice my wrists
And continue to slice
Until I see blood
It trickles at first not wanting to come out
But then it gushes sprinting out of the mark I made
After that Gushing I do not know what happens next
As holding myself
I collapse one last time
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