"We'll dig together, climb together. Search together, see as together, annihilate together and construct together.
We'll lose your fight to win our own."
~~~
At last.
He tracked down me at the pinnacle of the profundity, and the harvester of souls grinned, as he denied my desire once again.
Once and for all.
#Draft 55 (3)
#Wrapped up
Title:____.
Date:25-11-2018.
Sam Scrawls, [11/30/2018 2:10 AM]
Pink.
The sweet amazing youth.
No worries and no troubles, the hardest thing was getting your work done.
Your greatest requests was to keep awake beyond 9 P.M.
Dim.
Life began wasting now is the right time, numerous mistake and fears addressed by both, outsiders and individuals you regarded and respected.
Be that as it may, you actually stuck to trust, figuring they could return one day notwithstanding the hurt they caused.
Red.
Somebody came in, took no authorization and just broke in.
They caused life to appear to be simple and warm when you're with them, hard and desolate without them.
They filled you with energy and love, you were unable to recall the way things were before any longer.
Dark.
That very somebody made youextremely upset from the back to front, gave you a blow that sent you flying forever.
Presently... You invest the energy re-learning old illustrations and life shows you new ones.
You're not recently harmed, you're crushed, wrecked perhaps demolished, tainted or discouraged and obliterated even.
Torment appears to be more similar to a taunting word to you, misery and distress are somewhat nearer to recount your story.
You have little to no faith in anybody, not even yourself, you attempt to end everything except you fail.So you just lay there in deadness trusting that the following variety will show up.
Assuming there's any straightaway, that is.
#Draft 56
Title:____.
Date:30-11-2018.
Sam Scrawls, [12/1/2018 12:48 PM]
Being crazy is a favor.
I felt the words stop in my throat, however the breaths secured in my chest pushed them out, alongside streaming tears.
"Since... since I would rather not, I would rather not go to a white house, go into a white room, lay on a white bed, gaze at a white rooftop, eased up by a white light considering white walls."
~~~
"You will not...
You'll go to my home, go into our room, lay on me, gaze at my eyes reflecting consideration onto yours.
~~~
So natural and charming, hazardous and gripping, similar to a kid.
He was all the while talking.
~~~
I'll guarantee her.