Affliction
Self Harm
Just one cut.
That's all it took. One simple little cut to make it all better. One drop of blood, one second of burning pain and he'd forget it all. But would he really? He knew the pain never lasted and the cut eventually healed. Every problem was still there when everything else was gone. He'd still hate himself, he'd still have no friends, he'd still be him. So, was that one cut worth it? He wanted to forget. That's all he ever wanted, all he really needed. He did what he knew how.
He made one more little cut.
That's all it took. One simple little cut to make it all better. One drop of blood, one second of burning pain and he'd forget it all. But would he really? He knew the pain never lasted and the cut eventually healed. Every problem was still there when everything else was gone. He'd still hate himself, he'd still have no friends, he'd still be him. So, was that one cut worth it? He wanted to forget. That's all he ever wanted, all he really needed. He did what he knew how.
He made one more little cut.