It

What are you doing?! Put it down! Hey!! Listen to me!

I walk up to them and stumble into a pane of glass. I bang at it ferociously, trying to get their attention. Fuck! They still can't hear me! I start to scream at them, still banging hopelessly on the glass.

Put it down! You know that's not going to help! Please!!

They look straight at me, past me even. Like I'm not even there. Straight into my eyes, straight through my body. I look down at myself, see it in my hand against my skin, and realise its me I'm shouting at. I look back up to see myself staring in the mirror. Vacant expression, dark circles for eyes. I hear a clang as it falls to the floor, a few tears escape my tired eyes. Looking at the soft pink mark on my skin where it had been, I realise what I ha almost done and realise. I was right. It's not the answer. It won't make me better.

I take a walk. Feeling it move around in my pocket as I reach the canal. I take it out and stare at it in the palm of my hand. Gripping it tight. Closing my eyes. With all the strength I have, I through it right into the middle of the murky water. Smiling. I turn my back on that chapter, and walk home to begin another.