People want a safty net, that sense of security. The feeling of belonging is wanted by everyone. But yet not everyone can have it. But even if they know that they can't have it they will keep trying. they will never give up on that sense of security, no matter how much despair they may feel.
I felt the cool blade touch my skin. I saw the glint of silver in the mirror and the shinning metal flashing rainbow colors on the ceiling. And I dared myself to press harder and harder, then I felt myself drag the blade across my wrist. Then the warm trickle of deep red blood dribbles down my wrist and falls on to the floor in big red drops. The crimson blood speckled the floor and I did it again. As I slowly lifted my sleeve and saw the scars of what I had done in the past, the memories flood back to me. I remembered all the hurt, pain and emotions each one carried. Salty-sweet tears poured down my face and the floor had new new drops to add to it. Crimson drops of blood and clear salt tears combined on the floor at my bare feet. I knew I should stop but I couldn't, and I felt the blade bite into my skin again. Each new time I dared myself to press a little harder, just hard enough to let out the pain, and hurt. As I looked at my scared arms again and on the stained floor a fresh new pattern formed of hot blood and tears as the memories flooded back againand i pressed the blade harder still....
You start with a fresh wound, that hurts so deeply. You feel so ashamed of that wound. So ashamed that you try to hide it. The wound slowly fades into ascar. Taht scar stays with you for life.It is something you will feel ashamed of for the rest of your life. It changes who you are and how you feel about yourself and others. All because of that wound that turned into a scar.
She sits in her own little world. A place where she can escape from the pain and hate from life. She sees the true hate and suffering from the rest of the world but no one cares. She wonders if there is a place called Heaven or is there just a hell. She sits and she wait to go to a place where she is not known by anyone and she can't be harmed or scared. She sits and she waits but it never comes.
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