“Heavens, forgive me.”

tw // self-harm imagery , implied suicide

in a blink of an eye,

time went still,

as I lay on the bathroom floor

with a blade by my side.

blood splattered across the tile floor,

its stark crimson against white marble.

in a haze,

I thought of my family

my friends,

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my plushies,

and my dreams.

for what it’s worth,

there was still a part of me that hoped.

hoping, praying, and waiting

for a miracle that had been long gone.

maybe I’m just running away,

or maybe this is my only chance of life.

to finally be whole.

before darkness engulfed me,

I thought to myself,

“Heavens, forgive me.”