A Missed Text
One last time i look in the mirror
my eyes red, blood shot
unfinished tears
running down my pale cheeks
my hair's a mess
tangled on top
i cant even bare to meet my own reflection
with all my strength i have left
i push the button on my phone
and once again re-read that text
as i watch the screen go black
i lift my head
all i see is the glass
the mirror with my reflection shatters
glass, shattering, flying around
im surprised by my own scream of terror
as the razor sharp edges pierce my skin
and then all ends
the pain, the hate, self doubt, and depression
i drop to my knees
surrounded with broken reflections
the closest piece, an arms length away
feels more like a mile
i crawl, force myself to teh cause of my numbness
i grip it in my hand
a little too tight as it draws blood
first i raise it to my face
catching the sight of me, making me flinch
slowly, like rope, i chop my hair off
it's all gone
once again i raise it, catching another glimpse
now im as ugly as you made me feel
still no help
and i lower the sharp blade
i brush it over my wrists
hesitating only a moment
now, drawing in air
i whisper i love you
though youre not here
and you dont care
i apply the pressure, the forgiving force
and pain shoots to my heart
paralyzing it
sufficating the pain you had pre-applied
ending everything
everything is getting harder to see
harder to hear
yet a faint ring in the background
my phone, a text
what started it all
too bad there wasnt a girl to answer