Her only friend

As she sat in her room,
Alone and depressed
She thought about her family and friends.
Her parents abandoned her when she was a baby
And her only friend was her arm
It made her feel alive when she knew she wasn't
All she had to do was drag her razor across it
Slicing her skin and making it bleed
Sometimes she would stop the bleeding,
But most of the time she just
Let the blood drip down her arm
Until she passed out
And when she would wake up
She would regret cutting
And vow to never do it again
But it would only be hours away till she did it again.
So the next evening, alone on her bathroom floor
She grabbed her razor
Even with tears in her eyes
She cut her arm upwards,
Feel asleep,
But never woke up again.

But the saddest part of it all
Was the fact that no one noticed her missing from school
Until her body was found five years later.