4. Chapter 4
Just another night alone...
I'm alone once again. When am I ever not alone? My room is drowning in silence, I feel dead. I know I should stop but I can't. At least do it for Harry. But I can't.
The words haunt me
I have no more room on my arms........ Sad.
I NEED to stop. But I don't I love the pain. It brings me joy to feel what I've become so numb to. I'm hurt. I'm bruised. I'm broken.
I feel like crap. I disappointed my brother. I hurt him. I don't want to hurt anyone. No one I love.
I have to find a new escape I have to stop doing this.
I still have my thighs left......
I shouldn't do it though
Maybe just two more relapse.
I'm such a messed up teen. But I guess it was a better day. I made a friend. His names Michael. He's sad. I can tell same lines on his wrist hidden with leather and ribbon bracelets it was a mistake for me to catch them.
The worlds a sad place that's why I'm so pathetic.
Why don't I listen to people, why don't I just leave already?
-3/12/10 Ashton Irwin