Fallen down a rabbit hole..

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* A/N*Okay. So... This is going to be crap.. and maybe somewhat dark. I apologize in advance xD*                                                                                                                                                                                                     *Trigger warning.*

You know that feeling?When you're waiting. Waiting for something more. Waiting to get home into your room, close the door, fall into bed, and just let everything, every feeling, every problem you've ever  had suffocate you.  That feeling of both relief and desperation. Nothing is wrong, but nothing is right either. And you're tired . Tired of everything, tired of nothing.And all you want, all you need is someone to be there and tell you its okay. But no one is going to be there.  And you know that you have to be strong for yourself because no one can fix you.  You're tired. Tired of having to be strong for yourself and everyone else.  And for once, you just want it to be easy, simple.To be saved. But you're still hoping, wishing. 

 And im still fighting.                                                                                                                                                                       And thats when i realised my thoughts were to deep, that my mind had gone for a stroll, and fallen down a rabbit hole.                                                                                                                                                                

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Violently, the school bell rings and im shook back into reality. I pull my sleeves down, grab my bag and hurry out of class. It was time to go home. Im not sure whether thats a relief or not. Home is where the heart is right? My home, not so much.

Home.. sweet home.. My bags are quickly hurled off my back and i rush up stairs; i open the door to my room; and down the rabbit hole i go.. my mind fills, fills with emotion, but i feel nothing. The urge is there. Its always there. I made a promise to tell her, but we all have stories we wont ever tell.                 A shiver runs through me as the cold metal is pushed against my skin, no one would understand. The silver piece of metal leaves a line as the blood forms little dots that dance around my skin, and in that second, in that moment im free. Blood pours from my wound, but i just watch. You wouldnt understand; that the only way to deal with it.. to deal with what happens, what has happened is this. Its the only way i know.. its my escape.

But im fine, really, that only happens when i enter wonderland. 

*A/N okay, well that was shittt.. and extremely short xD.*

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