~Alex~
Here I am again. Curled up in a ball with fresh cuts and bruises, my dads words echoing in my head. I should kill myself right? Whats the point of 'living' when just breathing becomes more and more painful. I feel like I'm choking... yah know sometimes I can't help but question if you're real, and I always think why. I wonder why you let this happen to me, just when I feel like I can't go on any longer I pray to you. And just like all the other times..you don't answer.
So like I mentioned earlier, you don't answer me, I know you don't because I just finished talking to no one for what seemed like the millionth time.
I laughed unamused and pulled out the little black box that held all my salvation as I struggled to blink back the hot tears that threatened to fall from my eyes.
You can say it you know, I'm a pathetic faggot, I know its true and so does everyone else. I opened up the box I kept hidden underneath my mattress revealing all my silver darlings.
One cut..two cuts..three cuts..ten cuts..twelve, until the crimson ran violently down my forearms. I felt sick to my stomach, or maybe I was just dizzy, but nonetheless tomorrow only meant two things...I'm still here and school.
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Your Just A Day Dream Away (On Hold)
FanfictionAlex Gaskarth is abused both mentally and physically on a daily basis. He has trust issues and doesn't let people in all that easy. But when a rambunctious young Jack comes into view with his own share of problems, what'll happen?
