A Match to Water
Laying on the ground I couldnβt tell if I was alive or on the verge of death. I felt alive, but I was in a corpses body. But of course, if I was dead who would really care? Parents? My βfriendsβ? My relatives, oh I donβt even want to think about that.. No one would really care..at least that is what I thought. Looking over at my wrists I see the familiar red color coming out, but it was worse. Much worse. Feeling my eyes start to close of fatigue I let them fall, Iβm tired...all I need is a little..rest.
The loud slamming of a door comes to my ears but I pay no attention, it was probably just the wind or my dad coming home not knowing his own strength and breaking the door. But that wasnβt on my mind right now. Rest. Thats all I need. A break. A time out. A chance to get away. Just a little time. One thing that came to my mind was that song. That song. I was absolute in love with that song, though I never really knew why. It was just that feeling inside that, made you feel connected. Yes. That song. Pierce the Veil, oh his voice is beautiful.. Just can calm me and make me fall asleep.
On the verge of life or death I feel like, Iβm floating. Something is holding me. Either the arms of angels or demons I donβt know. Just I was floating. The grip around me gets tighter, it wasnβt flames or clouds that I was getting lowered into. It was softer than clouds. It was one of the best places. I obviously have been here at least once, or I wasnβt at all. Maybe in one of my dreams. In a daydream. I wasnβt sure. But whatever or whoever this was made me feel comfortable, something that I havenβt been able to have.
I hear this low voice above right above me, it was sad, full of regret, and most of all wanting. Begging. Pleading. Screaming. Crying.
βWake up! I know you can hear me!β