A/N : IDK how to wright this kind shit but play the video while reading plz 

tw: cutting & suicide 

No POV

On the 28th of December, Connor Murphy was found dead, most likely suicide, he crashed his car while driving on the high way. There was no note. There was blood from the cuts on his wrist and the bruises all over his body.

-December 27th-

A warm breeze blew through his hair. He stood in the middle of an open feel framed with giant trees that made him feel small. The stars  starting to rise and the last of the golden light leaving.

Connor looked down at his topless torso, bruises all down his sides. A single drop of blood fell from his lips as his knees grew weak, he fell into the tall grass and curled up into a ball as tears formed in his eyes.

he closed his eyes tight trying not to remember his dad hitting repeatedly while he held him to the wall by his neck screaming at him. he reached for his neck and winced at the pain, he moved his hand back down to the grass.

the reason he was out side was because if he wasn't indoors he had nothing to cut with.. he was really trying to be better...

Connor looked up into the sky full of a thousand stars... he wanted to cut so badly... he sighed and rolled onto his back. 

crickets chipped as he remember that he keeps a razor in his phone case

the stars sparkled beautifully as dragged it across his wrist

a breeze ruffled the huge trees while he sighed in relief 

he thought about what his future might be, he has been cutting since 7th grade, he's been on pot since 8th grade, his dad has been abusing him since he was little.... he thought he would be lucky if he had a future at all

Connor walked back to his car and got in still sobbing. he started the engine....

Connor, a lonely teenage boy

Who knew a life with little joy

never slept, but lay in the dark

who's dad made him shoot and kill a lark

at school always angry, sad and glum

gets through the night with a bottle of rum

corrupted thoughts stung his brain

when he died, all was the same

 and eye for an eye and the world goes blind

a family neither happy or kind

I hope that you all never know

The hell where youth and laughter go. 

the birds in that field still sang, the crickets continued to buzz and chirp, the stars never failed to shine so bright, but a number was aded to another chart that night...

Not worth his name, just another statistic, of kids who kill themselves cause there sick

Hang me from my sins,

Drown me in my guilt,

Swimming in a pool of blood,

From this pain I have built.

I'm caught in a trap,

A trap I cannot escape,

Its time for me to give up,

And give in to my pain.

I try to hide away,

I live alone at night,

I never want to be afraid,

of this world of life.

There eyes look at me,

They hate me so much,

No matter how hard I try,

I'll always give up....

A/N : HAHAHA SORRY FOR MY SHITTY WRITING, THAT WAS SO BAD XD omg but seriously, that was terrible X'D oh well I'm probably gonna post it anyway

also how do you feel about a Boyf Riends spidypool kinda thing? IDK I might do it if I run out of ideas

SIN-CERE- LY, ME!

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