the boy stood calmly in the field

That he swore he could feel

But the sensation he once believed

Now just grasped at the seems,

He woke up in a sweat

The cuts stinging in sets

He laid back in the bed

Feeling as the word owned him a debt,

As he watched other live the life

He so desperately liked

He felt himself swimming up

From the thoughts that clouded the above,

As all he wanted was to live

But he didn’t have enough to give,

As the boy shook in anger

His brain running a ranter,

He gasped for the air

As he was pulled by the hair

He turned to face the man

Only to lay his eyes upon his plan

With his only every friend

Didn’t want him to end,

He calmly took a breath

And placed his hand on the boys chest

Making a promise to live

As long as the whim continued forever to give