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ʙᴀᴛʜʀᴏᴏᴍ (ᴛᴏᴍᴍʏɪɴɴɪᴛ)

(the lyrics in this chapter are from Sorrow by Sleeping at Last!)

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"-and this is what we call Malapropism."
Tommy jumped at the sound of his English teacher's voice.

His eyes, which were previously fixed on a seemingly interesting floor tile, darted back towards the front of the classroom.

It feels like falling
It feels like rain

Tommy lightly shook his head, attempting to regain his wandering thoughts, however his mind continued to stray from the lesson.

Like losing my balance
Again and again

Minutes of this internal battle passed, and Tommy was gradually growing more anxious. He took in several deep breathes while trying to remain as inconspicuous as possible.

It once was so easy
Breathe in, breathe out

Tommy found that his hand sneakily found its way into his pocket. relief spread throughout his body, easing the tension in his shoulders when he felt the familiar cold blade beneath his figure tips.

But at the foot of this mountain
I only see clouds

It flooded his sense... It was f̶e̶a̶r̶ anticipation.. It was n̶u̶m̶b̶n̶e̶s̶s̶ euphoria.

I feel out of focus
Or at least indisposed

Tommy couldn't go one day without even thinking about it, and over the past few weeks he found himself frequently making suicide plans.
But he was fine.

As this strange weather pattern
Inside me takes hold

He thought he was happy. He used to be happy. How could someone lose their passion for life so suddenly?
But he was "fine".

Each brave step forward
I take three steps behind

He'd given his all to try and be clean, but his attempts were futile. He couldn't escape the habit.

It's mind over matter
Matter over mind

And he eventually stopped trying.

Slowly, then all at once

"Miss, may I please go to the bathroom?", he asked his teacher, trying to suppress the shake in his voice. "Yes, but don't dawdle", she said.

A single loose thread
And it all comes undone

He nodded in response, though he didn't plan on hurrying back to the lesson.

Where there is light
A shadow appears

The cold air met his face as he exited the door of the classroom. He was reminded of how alive he was, and he almost contemplated turning around... changing his mind.
Almost.

The cause and effect
When life interferes

But he grew numb to it, like all the other instances in his life.

The same rule applies
To goodness and grief

He wondered if he'd feel cold..
Or warm as he sunk into the depths of the underworld.

For in our great sorrow
We learn what joy means

He wouldn't mind death. It'd be... something.
Tommy was sick of monotony.
He'd be happy.

I don't want to fight,
I don't want to fight it

He cautiously opened the door to the bathroom...
Empty.

I don't want to fight,
I don't want to fight it

He locked and barricaded the door with a bin. There would be no interruptions.

I don't want to fight,
I don't want to fight it

He revealed his silver companion.
And did his worst on every stretch of skin.

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Tommy began to feel feint, but he had one final objective.
He emptied the bottle of pain-killers into his mouth, gulping them down before he could change his mind.

'Til this pendulum finds equilibrium

He lay on the cold floor, the goosebumps yet again reminding him of the blood pumping in his veins.
For now.

Slowly, then all at once
The dark clouds depart

His vision started to grow blurry by the edges, harsh like blinding light. He closed his eyes to shut it out.
He heard screaming voices outside the door. He only hoped his barricade would hold for a bit longer.

And the damage is done
So pardon the dust

He knows he is fading.

While this all settles in
With a broken heart

He is going to die.

Transformation begins

He is free.

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WC: 645

I finished something!! Whoop whoop! I related the lyrics in the song with my own experience with sh, and combined it with a dark thought I had a bit ago in English. I decided to finish it, sorry if it's rushed!

I hope you all have a good day/night! <3