Holding On to You | Twenty Øne Piløts

Islands Of Violence

Well... My life had gone from an amazing childhood with my mom on the farm all day, riding, learning instruments and lots of fun. Too being homeschooled by my mom and be being bullied at the local park. High school and I was always the kid they would call 'you don't wanna be friends with him guy'. High school was tough because I lost my mom to cancer, that's when my dad started on drugs and heavy drinking. And too now. Not knowing whether I'm alive or dead. If this is what its like to be dead then it's not bad. Who am I kidding? For the first time in my life I want to be alive, I feel like Josh understands me and I understand him. 

Silence. That's all I could hear.

It was like one minute you would have a song on your car radio that everyone likes and then everything in the world just stops. 

"He's gonna be okay sir." someone said.

"What?"

"Sir! He is going to be okay! Just wait in the waiting room and when the doctor is done you can come in." the same person said.

And I blacked out again.

For those who don't know to faint or in my case having anxiety attacks feel like your being submerged under water. Even worse without getting a chance to take a breath. 

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I was blinded by the light. 

"Tyler!" a familiar voice said.

I didn't have the energy to open my eye fully. All I could see was a dark shade of blue hovering around. Instantly I knew it was Josh. 

"J...Jo..." I tried to say his name but it came out as a mumble.

"Ssh Tyler you need to rest," he said making me less stressed. "Your gonna have to stay in the hospital for a while until you get better."

"No..." I mumbled

"You have to Tyler its the only way you'll get better," he replied.

"But... the police..." I said a bit more clearly.

"They came and I explained everything to them and they have let me go as a free man," he said.

"good" I mumbled and then I fell into a deep sleep.