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A Story Of A Boy...The Series

cant sleep
i lie in bed and stare up at the ceiling
every blade from my fan spinning
sending my mind into a state of dizziness
conveniently it seems to be less dizzy now
than it has been lately
life right now is like a whirlwind of emotions
and i'm finally on my way into the worst of this storm
i was stuck in the eye for a while now
momentary calmness teasing me
showing me the perfection in this world
and just as easily
taking it away from me
as i lie in this bed remembering the good and the bad
i wish i could just stop time
stop the fan that sends me into dizziness
stop this pain that's nobody's business
end this fear of my world ending tomorrow
i'll end it right now and just drown in my sorrow



hanging from this rope
i swing from the ceiling fan
the very fan i wished to stop just hours earlier
it spins me around and i try and hold my breath
for i know as soon as i let go
i truly will stop time
only this time it will be forever
but as the rope squeezes my throat tighter
the light at the end of the tunnel grows brighter
the air in my lungs slowly seeps out
leaving me here alone in this empty house
with nobody to notice that ive stopped time for good
but ive had to go through things that nobody should
so i run to the light and let go of my last breath
with my last bit of air i gasp my final words
which become more meaningless with every second that passes
i whisper i love you as if you could hear it
but i doubt if you could
you'd even be listening



i open my eyes
expecting to see the brimstone of hell
but i see nothing more than once again the ceiling fan
along with the noose i had attempted to kill myself in
i know i had died
i walked into the light and breathed my last breath
but i now lay on this floor with my heart beating rapidly
somehow i had unconsciously saved myself from the end
although my body had died
my soul still lives on
and was strong enough for me to pull the knife from my pocket
and cut straight through the rope
with the ceiling fan sending me flying briskly across the room
the knife had stabbed me into the chest
now with each beat of my heart that tries to keep my life going
it pumps the blood just meaninglessly
as it streams down my body my vision becomes blurry
once again i see the light
i tried to avoid it before
but this time i run closer
and with every step i take towards it
i start to realise that this is the real deal
and this time i'm not going to waste my final breaths
whispering words to you that will just go unheard
i scream to the heavens how i love you to death
and i guess the only way to prove it to you was
to die

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