Release me

That soft voice of yours
Was an Angel who keep me live
But now all I see
A hungry monster who ready to devour me

The World

Thru this cage I see

The world in every form

Thru this cage I smell

The blood of Innocents

Thru this cage I hear

The cry and scream from the children

What Can I do?

Cold….

Pain…

Those had always in my heart…

Stabbing me all over and over again…

But why,,,

It never go..

The last cry

Cold… pain… A razor in my right hand and several red lines is seen in my left wrist. “More…” I said as I slit my wrist again, creating new red lines between the older ones. I frown in annoyed. I feel pain from those red lines but the red liquid, I had been waiting for since 30 minutes ago, haven’t showing up. “Idiot razor!” I yell as I throw the razor across the room. My breath is uncontrollably as I sob between my tears. I grab another razor beside me and slit my wrist again. Red line appears again. I was going to throw my razor when I feel more pain at that red line and the red goes redder as it flows. “Finally!” I smile at the red line and slit deeper to my wrist. 1… 2… 3… 4… Red thick liquid flows from the four lines I made cause me to feel pain. I watch it flow as I fall into pain and pleasure. Tears are still falling as I smile, enjoying the pain from the lines.