The first day; the first cut.
They finally just snapped.
The second day; the second cut.
They got yelled at by their parent.
The third day; the third cut.
They lost their best friend.
Another day; another cut.
They're completely alone.
Another day; another cut.
Nobody cares anymore.
Another day; another cut.
Desperate to feel anything.
The last day; the slashed wrists.
Because life was already dead.