Empty Mind, Blooded Wrists All I wanted was perf..

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Empty Mind, Blooded Wrists All I wanted was perfection, all I wanted was to feel. I can't explain it well, but sometimes this world just seems so surreal. So materialistic and I feel so unloved I can't see a God, there's nothing above. And my thoughts seem to slip into blackened abyss, So I reach for the razor and slit down my wrist. I drift out of this world as my blood slowly drips. I don't feel afraid not a sound escapes these lips. But my secret remains from my family and friends. As I think continuously I have a suicide to attend. Note to readers: I am perfectly fine, this is just a very dark part of my mind in motion, I send you all my love ❤