True Danger.

Gripping the knife as though it's all I have left.
Maybe it is, my mental state
my self control
Slowly running out until I can't handle it. So I turn to the darker side of myself and follow.
Hurt myself, she hisses slowly. Feel the pain.
I deserve only pain.
I need to disappear.
The world shouldn't have to see me. I don't want to see me.
And then there's stinging, and blood.
Now it's my turn to hiss.
Lea had to be wrong.
This can't be good.
I had to be wrong.
Because I am Lea.
But Lea is right.
It's too much to think about. I can't admit I'm causing myself this pain.
And so I give my cruel words a name.
It hurts...
Can I disappear into the pain? Become invisible behind scars?
I think so.
Cold metal stings beneath my skin.
Lea is wrong.
She has to be wrong.
This can't be right.
Can't be right....
Then there's nothing.