It's now 2:38 in the morning, Tyler hasn't been able to sleep... or even turn out his bedroom light. He sat in socked feet, afraid he would melt into the shadows of his room or fall through the floors and never stop. After school would be his and Josh's last practice before their third official gig.
So Tyler started to write. He started to run from his fears, but at the same that he ran he was fighting, he was tiring the enemy. He fell asleep, perhaps two hours later, while scrawling down lyrics.
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It showed, that Tyler hadn't slept at all or had at least slept very little. He had dark, puffy circles under both eyes and would hit the wrong note more than normal. He got frustrated after a while and turned away from his keyboard. He kicked the wall, let out an angry breath and turned back to Josh who had stopped drumming and just sat with his drumsticks in his hands looking at Tyler worriedly, "Can we try this song I wrote down last night?"
"Yeah," Josh waited for Tyler to set the tone of the song.
Tyler let his fingers drop onto the keyboard again, he began to play out what sounded like stars and rain, "I don't wanna fall, fall away. I don't wanna fall, fall away. I'll keep the lights on in this place. 'Cause I don't wanna fall, fall a-"
Josh kicked in with a gentle beat as Tyler sang on, "-way. I don't wanna fall, fall away. La-da-da-da-da. I don't- I don't wanna fall away."
Tyler used one of the keyboard settings that added a deeper rhythm, "I will keep the lights on in this place, 'Cause I don't wanna fall, fall away," Tyler got a little higher and picked up the speed, "I disguise. And I will lie. And I will take my precious time. As the days melt away as I stand in line. And I die as I wait, as I wait on my crime. And I'll try to delay what you make of my life. But I don't want your way, I want mine. I'm dying and I'm trying, but believe me I'm fine. But I'm lying, I'm so very far from fine."
Josh kept a steady beat on the cymbal, not hitting it hard but just loud enough to give a lit tsst tsst in the background, he let the focus remain on Tyler's voice and his lyrics, "And I, I can feel the pull begin. Feel my conscience wearing thin. And my skin. It will start, to break up and fall apart. break."
Tyler shook his head, stomping his foot with the beat, "I don't wanna fall, fall away. I don't wanna fall, fall away. I will keep the lights on in this place, 'cause I don't wanna fall, fall away," Tyler sped up his words again, not quite rapping but just getting his emotions out quickly and accurately, "Every time I feel selfish ambition is taking my vision, my crime is my sentence, repentance is taking commission it's taking a toll, on my soul, I'm screaming submission and, I don't know if I am dying or living 'cause I will save face for name's sake," Tyler eased slightly off the pace now, Josh giving a strong bass drum beat, "Abuse grace. Take aim to obtain a new name and a newer place, but my name is lame. I can't walk and I ain't the same. And my name became new destiny to the grave."
Tyler went back to the original pace, "And I, I can feel the pull begin. Feel my conscience wearing thin," Tyler's voice became louder now, not quite screaming but still putting that same amount of emotion into the words that you could easily confuse it as such, "And my skin, It will start, to break up and fall apart! Break."
Tyler shook his head again and softened his voice, it felt like a lullabye, "I don't wanna fall, fall away. I don't wanna fall, fall away. I will keep the lights on in this place. 'Cause I don't wanna fall, fall away."
The boys played for another minute, letting the emotions roll off and flow out into the evening air as they tied the song up, Tyler adding in a few gentle, "La-da-da-da-dum"s.
When it was all done and said, neither Josh nor Tyler spoke a word, they just looked at each other and gave a small nod. They would be playing this at their 'gig' tomorrow.
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FanfictionBeing Revised (5 years later - Woohoo!) ⚠️CONTENT WARNING - Suicide, Depression, Anxiety, Eating Disorder. Take caution, please. Tyler was depressed. Josh was a ball of anxiety. Both loved music. Neither could truly save the other.