I will try my hand at a Gravitation SongFic
NO FLAMES!
Oh yeah and i don't care if the song isn't right for the peice...
Disclaimer: I don't own the song or Gravitiation...
I'll meet my maker tonight
I stared at the gun on the ground and the blood on my hands. I had done it again. How could i? How could i have done it again...i was going straight to hell now...Why did I always have to fuck up my life?
So this is it
This is my life
This is my time
It's ending tonight
I made my mistakes
I tried to live right
Stepped out of the darkness into the light
And when I'm gone
Will they remember
Will they mourn
Will they move on
When my sad songs for lonely son
His time has come his life is done
Flashback
It was his big night, the spot light was on him and i was happy. I was proud at how far he had come. I sat and watched him. He was great. The show ended and i was the first one he saw. He seemed dissappointed somehow.
And tonight
We'll celebrate the end
Of this life
And we'll sing
Yeah, yeah, yeah , yeah
Whhooaa aaooohh
It's alright
With open arms
This is the way
The way I'll meet my maker tonight
He told me that he was done...something was wrong and we were over... I angered. He would not just leave me. I glared at him. I left and he tried to follow. I would teach him that we belonged. I would show him how much i really loved him...
And on my grave
What will it say?
Here lies another soul that was saved
So please don't cry
Just sleep at night
And I will wait on the other side
And tonight
we'll celebrate the end
Of this life
And we'll sing
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
I banged on his door and he opened. I walked in and pinned him against the wall. "You can't leave me!" I held a gun in my free hand. "I won't let you leave now..." my eyes pierced his. "Like hell am I letting you go!"
"It was a phase...i'm out now...i..."
"DON'T! I swear, if i can't have you... No one will!" He struggled from my grasp bolting toward the door. I brought up the gun. Bang
Whooaahh ooohhh
It's alright
This is a night
With open arms
This is the way
The way I'll meet my maker tonight
End Flashback
I sat there...his blood on my hands. I had done it again...and now 'He' was gone. I began to cry. Why did I always had to fuck it up?
And tonight
We'll celebrate the end
Of this life
And we'll sing
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Whooaaa ooohh
It's alright
This is a night I again
With open arms
This is the way
The way I'll meet my maker tonight
Whhoooaaa oohhh (x6)
I brought the gun up to my head and pulled the trigger. BANG
I'll meet my maker tonight
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Ok so I need more practise at Fanfics...I prefer RP based Fan Fictions...like the one i;m writing for my site...
anyway Read and Review...
and please, once again...No Flames...
Flames hurt...and i do this for the fun, not to be a professional.