Congratulations, I Hate You Poem by Ina Davila

the cuts upon his wrist are deep.
he takes the razor across his skin
making the cuts deeper
making more pain to forget her
the one that hurt him
the one he truly loved with all he had
he's getting closer to his veins
his hands shake rapidly
he takes a deep breath to calm him down
his hands begin to steady
he stares at the blood running down
it slowly runs down his wrist
it drips on his bedroom floor
she beats upon his door
the one that hurt him deeply
she apologizes
he keeps the door locked
not allowing her to see his pain
he screams for her to go away
she refuses and screams back
he scribbles a note and leaves it on his bed
he cuts through his vein and falls on the floor
he ends up dying
she busts through the door
she finds the note and reads it
it read: congratulations, i hate you