



Some Last Memories
And I asked myself, should I drop everything? The pain was great, I had already made the choice. I looked at the meds on the bedside table, it's now. Anti-depressants among others black stripe. Drugs, as if I had never been a user of them. I've used it a lot, let alone now. I wanted a hallucinogen, a drink, but they weren't helping anymore. That pain, that whole thing. I looked at the bottle of Jack Daniels next to them. And now! I drank each sip, one by one. I lay on the bed and closed my eyes. That pain lessening, but the heart pounding faster, the pain taking over my body. Physical pain, not emotional pain. It's the end of everything, of everyone. I love Brian, I love Matt, Zacky and Johnny, I love my music. But I feel like I can't do it anymore. The band will survive without me. I'm sure about that.
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