Chapter 1: Failed Attempts

The reticent atmosphere,
Adorned the darkness of the room,
Just shy of resembling the devil's heart.
But, still enough to assert the terror of the dark.

The palish moon was peeping through,
The window that was right beside,
The bed, on which it shined it's light, and
Upon which she lied feeling terrified.

Her trembling limbs a testament.
To the terror that she felt gripping,
Her heart, that was incessantly palpitating,
As fast, as her mind was vacillating.

Between, a simple yes and a no.
Simple, it may sound but not for her though.
She had stood at this fork, many times before.
Only to turn right back, without taking any road.

Amidst the ongoing tug of war in her mind,
She moved her hand, allowing the pale moonlight,
To illuminate all her failures etched on her wrist,
Several cut scars and some freshly made slits.


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Chapter 2: Why?

Why was she doing this to herself?
Why was she compelled to take such a step?
Why was she not asking for help?
But what do I do when I am getting pushed to the edge!?.

By something I, myself find hard to believe.
I talked to a therapist, she smirked in disbelief.
She said it's just my mind, and now I am confused.
How could silly mind games leave signs of...