Why don't you just die?

Noboody loves you Tony

Fag! I hope you die in hell!

You're a nothing, a nobody.

The voices in my head scream at me, tearing every last bit of me to pieces.

"Stop please!" I beg but they just continue.

Die Tony, do it you pussy.

You're a piece of shit.

Die. Nobody will notice or care.

Maybe the voices in my head are right, maybe I should just kill myself now. There's nothing left for me. No friends, no family. Just me. Alone and unloved.

So it's decided then, tonight will be my end.

I go to my bathroom and grab a bottle of painkillers left over from when I broke my arm a few months ago and took a razor blade from it's special spot on my shelf and put it in my hoodie pocket. I qtuurned all the lights of in my house and went to my car. I quickly slid in the drivers seat and put the key in the ignition and my car rorared to life. I blared some Pink Floyd from my radio and began to drive around down. The car was warm so I rolled down my windows and my hair blew in the wind as I drove.

I stopped about ten minutes later at the cemetary. I slammed my car's door after I exited and walked to a tomb stone. It was my mothers. I ran my fingers across the rough letters where her name was engraved and tears began to fall down my cheeks. She was the only person who truly loved me. Who actually cared for me and she's been dead for years.

"Save a place for me up in Heaven okay Mama? I'll be there soon." I whispered.

I got up from the wet grass and wiped the mud and grass of my jeans and jogged back to my car. I drove around some more and ended up at the park. I parked in a parking spot and walked toward the trees near by. I stopeed under an almost dead one. This tree was special, it's been in this park for as long as I can remember. When I was little and my mom was alive she'd take me on picnics and we'd eat under this tree.

I sighed at the memories and it made my heart ache. I jiggled my pockets and heard the pills rattle and felt the razor with my thumb.

It's now or never Tony. The voice taunted. And it was right.

I sat under the tree and pulled the pills out of my pocket. With shaking hands I un-capped the bottle and shook three into my hand. I tossed them in my mouth and swollowed them with my spit. Then I took out the razor. I pulled noth my hoodie sleeves up to my elbows. I tyook the razor in my hand and put it against the skin on my right wrist and drug it hard horozontially for about two inches. i did that the whole way up my arm to the elbow on both arms. I watched as blood poured out of my arms. It looked so beautiful. I took three more pills then set my head against the tree and waited for my pending death. As my vision went blurry. I could of sworn I saw somoene infornt of me and I heard them yell, "HELP!"

Then my world tuned into a black abyss.