Lyrics & Sins
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  • Parts 11
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Ongoing, First published Oct 03, 2016
To someone like Asher Wentz, singing in a band and playing his trusty Fender is the greatest kind of therapy.

Music takes the edge off.  It enables Asher to escape from the crowding thoughts rampaging through his mind.   The chaos is taking control.  The troubles of his past are catching up with him and he's afraid that someday soon he won't be able to continue the fight. 

Battling with inner demons and sanity isn't an easy task.  Words and ideas get lost along the way and there are days when the darkness creeps in, breaking down the walls that he's spent too long trying to build.

Writing lyrics just might be the only thing that can save his life.
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i am so out of my comfort zone right now. the loud music, thousands of people talking at the same time, low lighting and smell of different colognes and perfumes. all of it. i was starting to lose my senses. some people shove passed me, making elijah hold my hand and pull me closer. he takes me away to a different area of the venue. i'm being dragged all over the place. i bite my lip internally freaking out. "ameena?" eli holds onto my hand a little tighter. "hm?" i mumble looking at him totally disoriented. " is this your first time at a show? are you okay?" his smile expands like wildfire. my reaction to everything gives him his answer. "take some deep breaths, go outside if you have to. i'd stay back here away from the crowd, you can still get a good view of the stage." i'm too lost thinking about how hot he looks right now and how much i want to be in my room. just me, myself, my cat and my bed. i look around and see a group of girls staring at me. but they're not staring at me, they're staring at him. now that i'm aware, in notice there are a few people staring at him. there must be something i don't know.