...
How could this happen to him?
Again, how could this happen again?
He was clear.
Clear to fire.
He was suppose to be here.
He's suppose to be alive.
He doesn't want to open his eyes,
So he just lays there.
Can't stand the pain.
The pain of another death on his hands.
First his little sister,
Now his best friend.
No,
His brother.
Why does this happen to him?
He has no where to run,
And he feels himself fading away.
He just wants to scream.
Scream and for someone to listen to him.
But no one is hearing him.
He can feel himself hanging by a thread,
And slipping off the edge.
Wants to start over again,
But he can't erase his past and present.
He's sick of this life,
But holding on for an explanation.
Maybe he'll get on in his future.
Song: Untitled by Simple Plan
Reviews are encouraged!
[Especially since my motivation to write has vanished! Flashpoint rewatch is probably in order! Although how stupid is it that its available on American Netflix and not Canadian Netflix?]