Even though I'm on my own, I know I'm not alone..

Two

I tried to ignore the screaming and cursing but it just wouldn't end.. I got out of the shower and put some clean clothes on. I wore my usual outfit which contained : Black skinny jeans, black converse styled shoes, some sort of merch either from fandom or band as my t-shirt, black hoodie and lots of wrist bands. I also wore my classic black beanie. Over my naturally brown wavy hair.

I went up stairs and grabbed my phone. And the blade I used earlier and I snuck out the back door. It was around 3:00 am but I didn't care. I ran to my favourite place. Which is by the riverside. I sat on what I could only describe as a table made out of rocks. I fell into silence. The only noise to be heard was the calming sound off the river flowing by peacefully. The way I wish I was. I want the war in my head to come to an end, to stop torturing me, to.. to stop slowly killing me.

I could feel this pain growing up inside of me, but it was strange as I couldn't see the pain. It was like getting kicked in the stomach repeatedly. I needed the pain to become visible. I rolled up my sleave and started cutting again. It had become a daily routine and I hated it. I hated what they made me do. I couldn't allow anyone to know.. they wouldn't understand.

I started to head back home, I put some earphones on and played music from my phone to try and block out the static noise. I got in and locked the door behind me. Then running up stairs into my room.
"You should have jamp into the river"
               *static*
                      
                               "Die"
  "You know it's for the best"

*static*
                        "DIE!!"

"KILL YOURSE......."

The screaming stopped. Everything stopped. I past out on my bed. I guess I'm glad I did.