Three Things in my Bedroom that will Slowly Destroy Me

1. The suicide notes found in journals, on notebook paper, on stationary paper, on my cell phone, on my computer, in your inbox. Notes that turned into letters, notes that uttered nothing more than "I love you."

2. All the blades. The blades that have updated their hiding spots so often that I can no longer recall where they are. The blades that I know exactly where they are. The blades that have been surrendered. The blades that I will steal, “just in case."

3. The Kohl’s box stuffed under my bed that is full of hospital bracelets, dollar store journals, mindless scribbles, and that goddamn toothpaste. It is filled with memories that define the word ‘bittersweet,’ with an extra punch of bitter.

         - Three Things in my Bedroom that will Slowly Destroy Me