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