Tick Tock

He stood in the mirror
Silver in his hands

Tick Tock

The beat of his heart sounded loud
Pounding in his ears

Tick Tock

The silver blade moved over his pale wrists
Creating a river of red that flowed freely into the sink

Tick Tock

A sob escaped his lips
As words flashed through his mine

Tick Tock

Ugly
Slice

Stupid
Slice

Faggot
Slice

Worthless
Slice

Knock Knock

He looked over at the door
A boy with black hair stood there

Tick Tock

Concerned blue eyes met brown
Soft hands plucked the blade away

Tick Tock

But even as Phil cleaned Dan off
He knew it would only be a matter of time before he was here again

Tick Tock

Everyone's clock must stop

Tick Tock

Tick Tock

Tick Tock

Times up.

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.-.

Sorry? Idk?