This is my broken story//Ashton Irwin

Yet another glass was thrown, more words bleed out, and more screams.. screamed. I sat in my room in the furthest corner, headphones in, and ears covered. My eyes were like a kaleidoscope, blurry and optical. I couldn't see straight. My music pounded in my ears, every word, every beat. My heart thumped fast, my hands shook rapidly, and my lips quivered sobily. "Home isn't home for me, it's more like another hell hole that just hurts me more with every day... Hello, my name is Ashton Irwin and this is my story."