pain

by katlyn
(nampa)

he stummbled into his room around mid night not even bothering to turn on the light he goes straight to the closet closes the doors and waits what he is waiting for is unknown even to him. he pulls out his switch blade hoping he remembered to sharpen it for this exact reason. he sings the last verse of sweet dreams then silence as blood spills all over the floor. he doesnt care because he loses pulse faster and faster by the second with in minutes theres no pulse at all. his spirit leavs his body knowing no one will care because no one will know because no one will look for him.