After a few days of recovery the guys signed me out of the hospital and when we got to Ben's place we immediately staring working on new music.
I guess our record label didn't like not having me around. Ben said they were close to dropping us. Thank Satan I woke up before they did.
Guitar notes rang through the air. I let it drift through my mind and feel it. I reminded myself what I was feeling before I almost died.
"I don't want you to cry I don't even want you to care, don't you dare pray for me"
I wrote the lines on the page.
"These things I burry inside to keep away from the light"
I sighed. How could I ever have gotten this bad? This surely was rock bottom. There's only one way to go then, and that's up.
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Soar with the Eagle {C}
FanfictionWill Danny give up on his never ending love for his best friend or confess and hope for the best. The drugs and alcohol stop taking away the pain and just keep adding more. Where do you turn when you run out of doors to open? The world can only give...