Nothing

What am I?
Am I something?
Or am I nothing?
Nothing but a girl,
With no clarity of her world.
She doesn't know what to do.

Blood flows from her wrist,
Lost, confused.
Head spinning,
She cuts deeper.
Unable to stop,
Unable to feel.
She wants to end it.

No way out.
No place to go.
No one who could understand.
More and more blood comes from her wrist.

Almost gone.
It's almost over.
Just a few more minutes,
And she'll be nothing.