\-| Dont let me be gone \-|

\-|Depressiøn is a virtue |-/

-.·Tylers P∅V·.-
I sat backstage øn the leather cøuch.It was quit and the ønly thing you cøuld hear was The Neighbørhøød øn stage. Next tø me was Jøsh, we did this a løt beføre shøws. Just sit next tø each øther in unbrøken silence. It wasent awkward, it was like having a unspøken cønversatiøn. We bøth knew what we were thinking we just refuse tø say it. Jøsh støød up and patted my back. "Let's gø dude", I sighed and støød up and følløwed him.
I støød behind the stage as it went black. Jøsh walked out and sat døwn behind his drums and I walked tø the mike. Jøsh started playing the drum line tø °Ride° and a spøtlight shined døwn øn him. The crøwd went absølutely crazy! That's when anøther spøtlight landed right øn me.

I just wanna stay in the sun where I find, I know, its hard, sometimes. Pieces of peace in the suns peace of mind, I know, its hard, sometimes. -I grabbed the mike off the stand and put one hand in a gun shape up to my head-. Yeah I think about the end just way to much, -While tapping my temple and slamed a foot on the stage- But its fun to fantasize. On my enemies I wouldn't wish who I was, But its fun to FANTASIZE!
-I placed the mike back on the stand and held the bar in my hand- Ohohoh ohohoh I'm fallen so I'm taken my time on my ri-ide ohohoh I'm fallen so I'm taken my time on my Ri------i-id taken my time on my Ri------i-id. -I tipped back the stand and stomped my foot to the beat- I'd die for you that's easy to say we have a list of people that we would take,A bullet for them a bullet for you A bullet for everybody in this room.
:...Saiges POV...:
I stood at the back of the building with a cigarette in my hand and waited for my ride home. "Where the hell is he" I murmerd under my breath.

-.·Tylers PØV·.-
Id live for you that's hard to do even harder to say when you know its not true even harder to wright when you that tonight there are people back home which are talking to you but yet you ignore them still, all these questions are for real like who would you live for who would you die for and would you ever kill?
-I started to feel dizzy and lightheaded- ohohoh ohohoh I'm fallen so I'm taking my time.
My voice started to trail off and I swallowed hard. I looked back at Jøsh and he nodded and stopped playing. Every one in the audience was silent and I ran back stage.

:...Saiges POV...:
I sighed and took a drag before sliding down the wall. The commotion inside stopped and I looked at the door and was about to open it before it flung open.A guy stumbled out shaking and coughed before lunging for the trash can and throwing up. I was caught off guard but quickly stood to help him. "Hey you okay?"

-.·Tylers PØV·.-
I pulled the beanie off my head and starting shaking rapidly. This hasent ever happend to me at a concert before and I had promised Jøsh and the fans I would stay strong when they couldn't. Truth is I couldn't control the panic attacks, the nightmares, the....thoughts. God the thoughts. I couldn't shove them to the back of my mind anymore. They had overflowed and they were taking control of my life. I felt sick to my stomach and rushed for the door. I basically forced myself to stay standing before grabbing the first trash can I saw. "Hey you okay" I heard in a soft voice. I didn't look up and starting hyperventilating, "Fine, I'm fine".
Those words, those lie infested words I said everyday made me feel sicker and I rentched again. She stood beside me, "No your not. Your puking your guts out and it looks like you've see the devil himself". Truth is I was scared, I was scared of myself that twisted depressed mutilated part of my self. That's when the door opened, "Dude are you okay? Did it happen again." I nodded and coughed.

THIS BOOK IS WRITTEN FOR MY PHIL(you know who you are Saige)