The whispers came back, louder than ever.

This is your fault. You deserve this.

You are nothing. 

The voices swirled in my mind, drowning out any other sound. 

I tried covering my ears, tears prickling.

but how can I hide and block myself?.

The chains grew heavier. It dragged me to the floor as I fell.

Darkness engulfed me, 

Drowning me, 

Suffocating me.

The whispers yelled at me.

You dont have to endure this.

We can cure this

YOU can cure.

Pain will never reach you.

If you set yourself free.

The darkness opened

And out came a sharp, 

Glistening knife.

Do you want to be set free?

Blinded by pain 

And tears and the emptiness deep in my soul,

I touch the cool sharp knife

Yes 

Yes I do.