Day by day, her fist becoming numb. As she fist-ing the wall, she feels nothing. Not even pain. She use to it. Her fist swollen but she felt nothing.
Hurting herself without getting hurt.
Tired of waiting. Tired of missing. Tired of everything. Suddenly she keeps on staring at the knife. She keeps on staring at the balcony. She keeps on feeling how the knife go through her skin. How the knife slash it slowly. She dont see any blood. She dont see anything but only the skin was apart. Beautifully, like a meat tht ve been cut carefully. Its feels good. At least thts how she felt in her mind.
Maybe she should try someday.
Hurting herself without getting hurt.
Tired of waiting. Tired of missing. Tired of everything. Suddenly she keeps on staring at the knife. She keeps on staring at the balcony. She keeps on feeling how the knife go through her skin. How the knife slash it slowly. She dont see any blood. She dont see anything but only the skin was apart. Beautifully, like a meat tht ve been cut carefully. Its feels good. At least thts how she felt in her mind.
Maybe she should try someday.
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