My New Life (Sequel to Adopted By Janiel)

Chapter Six

This is gospel for the fallen ones Locked away in permanent slumber Assembling their philosophies From pieces of broken memories Oh oh oh this is the beat of my heart This is the beat of my heart Oh oh oh this is the beat of my heart This is the beat of my heart When gnashing teeth And criminal tongues conspire against the odds But they haven't seen the best of us yet If you love me let me go If you love me let me go 'Cause these words are knives And often leave scars The fear of falling apart Truth be told I never was yours The fear, the fear of falling apart Oh oh oh this is the beat of my heart This is the beat of my heart Oh oh oh this is the beat of my heart This is the beat of my heart This is gospel, for the vagabonds Ne'er-do-wells and insufferable bastards Confessing their apostasies Led away by imperfect impostors Oh oh oh this is the beat of my heart This is the beat of my heart Oh oh oh this is the beat of my heart This is the beat of my heart Don't try to sleep through the end of the world And bury me alive 'Cause I won't give up without a fight If you love me let me go If you love me let me go 'Cause these words are knives And often leave scars The fear of falling apart Truth be told I never was yours The fear, the fear of falling apart (oh oh oh) The fear of falling apart (oh oh oh oh oh) The fear, the fear of falling apart (oh oh oh) The fear of falling apart (oh oh oh oh oh) The fear of falling apart (oh oh oh oh oh) The fear of falling apart (oh oh oh oh oh) The fear of falling apart

I'm fearing, fearing apart.

Dylan sleeps on my chest, peaceful there. My "room buddies",as I prefer to call them, sleep as well in their beds.

Mine is center and theirs is on either side of me.

I run my hand down Dylan's fuz of brown hair.

I can't sleep. I can't sleep. My mind can't stay still. It's racing and swarmed with thoughts.

The room starts to spin and I clutch onto Dylan, careful not to wake him.

I open my phone, calling Tyler just to wake him up.

His eyes open and he rubs them, turning off his phone and walking over to my bed.

"What's going on?" I pull out an earbud.

"I can't sleep Tyler" I sigh.

"Anything you need to talk about?" He sits in the chair next to my bed.

"I'm just scared. Not so much for my outcome as I am for what Allison is going to have to deal with. She's told me a million times she can't live without me. And if she really can't, Dylan's going to have to be orphaned growing up. And I don't want him to have to deal with that"

"I'm going to make you a promise" Tyler says sincerely, putting his larger hand over my petite one, one of the ones resting on Dylan's head. "I promise, I will never ever let Dylan go to an orphanage"

A huge weight is lifted off my shoulders, for I know Tyler means every word of it.

"Can you try getting to bed for me? I can put Dylan in the bassinet" I nod and Tyler carefully lifts my baby off my chest and places him in the bedside bassinet. He stays sleeping, poor baby is exhausted.

"Just try and sleep"

"I will. Thank you Tyler" I smile up at him, pulling the thick blanket to my chin.

When I was a young boy,
My father took me into the city
To see a marching band.

He said, "Son when you grow up,
Would you be the savior of the broken,
The beaten and the damned?"
He said "Will you defeat them,
Your demons, and all the non-believers,
The plans that they have made?"
"Because one day I'll leave you,
A phantom to lead you in the summer,
To join The Black Parade."