A Book Full Of Poems. Someone Is Suffering In Silence. //\\//\\ 𝐒𝐮𝐟𝐟𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐈𝐧 𝐒𝐢𝐥𝐞𝐧𝐜𝐞 I look at these scissors in my hand. Testing the blades with my fingertips. I poise the sharp blades over my wrist. I slowly push down, swiftly moving them down my skin multiple times. "I deserve it." I tell myself again and again. Tears streaming down my pink flushed cheeks. Deeper. And deeper it digs into me. I need the pain. I need to suffer. The blood seeps, out my blood oozing out. The sharp edges are stained with my life.. my wrong doings.. As I look at it, I soon close my eyes. Falling down to the ground crying in silence. In my agony and despair... 𝐒𝐨𝐮𝐫𝐜𝐞 - 𝐔𝐧𝐤𝐧𝐨𝐰𝐧