First time

In euphoria
It started
in needing release
i needed to.
Once you asked me if I wanted to die.
"No", i said
"But I don’t want to live either."

And it all became so pointless
So meaningless
So nothing
So profoundly boring that
It started to bubble under my skin

And in that existent
I took up my fathers blade
And wrote it down my thigh
Ho! Won’t this make a good story?