The razor slips under my skin, but the pain is a tickle to me. The blood oozes out and it blankets my arm. The warmth spreading all over as new and old wounds are opened. The blood engulfs my body as I lay back down onto the bed. The bed sheets stained with crimson liquid. My mouth open letting the blood from my cheek flow into my mouth. The metallic taste swirls around and mixes with saliva as I swallow. I close my eyes and let the numbness take over as I drift into my world. So happy and carefree.