• I'm trying to stay calm.
    I have to.
    My parents won't bail me out,
    they don't even know.

    I can't tell them.
    they won't believe me.
    I can't tell them,
    I don't know how.

    It's in the end,
    when they will realize what I
    needed them for.

    And how they were too selfish,
    to even care.
    I'm watching my life tick by,
    time flying through the window.

    What is now,
    will eventually be a fading
    memory.
    One that will not be known.

    I fell to the floor,
    crying in agonizing pain.
    Wondering why I did this...

    And then it happened.
    My life flashed before my eyes.
    So much pain, so much hurt.
    So many tears...

    I closed my eyes,
    but it burned my eyelids.
    My eyes shot open,
    but everything was red.
    A deep, dark red.

    Then it all went black.


    I opened my eyes,
    I was stilll crying and still in pain.
    I whiped my eyes with my shaky hands,
    and everything went clear.
    It was dark, but I could still see.

    I looked down at my wrists,
    they were covered in blood.
    I looked down at the floor,
    it was soaked in dark red.
    I looked down at me,
    I was dead.

    I didn't realize it for a few seconds,
    but it was my body I was looking at.
    My body I wasn't in.
    My lifeless body,
    I was now trapped out of.

    Trying to call for help,
    but no sound came out.
    I couldn't feel,
    I couldn't smell.
    And I couldn't do anything about it.

    I ran through the window,
    and came out through another,
    all the way across town.
    But everything was backwards.

    I saw people I knew,
    people I loved,
    and people who loved me.
    And would come home to find my body
    lifeless and bloodless.


    They came home,
    I had to watch their reaction.
    Something was forcing me to watch.
    I started to cry,
    no one could hear.
    No one could see me,
    or try to comfort me.
    No one can do this anymore,
    because I'm not there.
    I'm here, trapped in a reflection.
    Forever watching.
    Forever waiting.
    Forever being here.
    Alone.
    Dead.


    Watching a life through the mirror.
    Forever my wrists bloody.