My best friend is this chrome knife. As I start to cut the surface of my skin, the blood runs black in its reflection. Only this friend knows how to end my life.
I hate everyone so much that it hurts. No matter how hard I try, it bleeds from the inside, I will constantly cry in the end, let me be buried with my best friend.
The sting from my friend hurts but its better then having my heartbroken. Anything is better then the road that I have tooken. I am so lonely tonight and every night, the only person I can look up to is the refection in this chrome knife, oh how its shines like a mirrior reflecting ever so nicely, but the person I see in the reflection, I can't even take care of. Its like another world as I stare into my best friend, the edges are so sharp and a line is form nicely as it cuts. Only my best friend, my chrome knife can hurt me without bleeding at first, while EVERYONE ELSE MAKES ME BLEED BEFORE I EVEN CUT. BEFORE I EVEN KNOW WHAT IS WRONG, THE FEELING YOU HAVE GIVEN ME IS SO STRONG, what did I do wrong friend? Tell me my best friend, why doesn't anyone understand as you cut nicely through my hand. Are you ready tonight friend? Are you with me till the end? NO???? Even you have left me down, now I seriously have no one. I finally realize that I am alone. I am alone.
