It's my best friend that will never fail. It stands by my side and never leaves. I feel empowered by its presence. The blood reminds me that I'm human. Needles strike me down. It's sleek and shinny. My reflection stares back at me. Why are those brown eyes so empty? I am ashamed of what I've become. My limp body has taken no form of life. My heart will bleed out through every pore and curve.
