DEPRESSING SHIT YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED!

My hands are covered in the blood of my enemy

It quivers infront of me, it asks me to stop

It pleas, begs, and cries, but I don’t listen

It needs to suffer

It’s the reason I’m weak,

It’s the reason I’m stupid,

It’s the reason I’m fat,

Weird,

A freak,

Lonely,

A waste of space,

Worthless.

But, It’s also my best friend

I stare at the shattered glass infront of me realizing what I had done

My hands are covered in blood

My blood.