(I was bored and sad when I wrote this, not how I usually write poems, but it's something.)

Numb;
The absence of emotions
The urge to inflict pain to yourself
When the blade pierces your skin,
You continue to feel nothing
You make more cuts, vision going blurry

When you try to stop, it's too late
You try to call for help, but no one is there
Calling for emergency services;
paramedics swarm you trying to help

You try to push them away,
But the world goes black
Waking in a dim lit, white room
All you hear is someone crying

Bringing your hands to your face: it's wet
Learning that you were the one crying all along
You try to get up, but your body is too weak
You call out for someone, anyone
There is no one

Coming to a conclusion,
You realize you'll always be alone
You try to finish what you started
But there is a hand grabbing you

Looking up,
Your greeted with a warm smile
As if they were an angel,
You burry your face in their chest

They hug you back,
And whisper quiet, loving nothings in your ear
You feel safe here
And fall into a blissful slumber

Don't worry, I didn't do anything to myself. Hope you liked it anyways, lovelies, and be safe~.