I Am Lost Without You Here

[SONNY MAVIS ULRICH]

AND OUTSIDE LOOKS LIKE RAIN

FOR THE LAST TIME, I BLEED MYSELF DRY TONIGHT

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 It was just that type of day. One of those days when he just woke up and he either wanted to die or go back to sleep. Though unfortunately enough the guards came in and forced him out to socialize. He wasn't allowed to sleep in to a certain hour. They had to record how he acted around other people. He needed to do what all other teenage kids his age did. He needed to make friends. His lack in friends and interest in the afterlife was unhealthy for him. Like they needed some deeper meaning to the way he acted or if it was some childhood trauma. It was just as simple as night and day. The reason he acted the way he did was because this was just Sonny. This was just who he was.

Today he was out to die and literally he was. He was tired of living. Living in this god awful place and anywhere else for that matter. No one was watching he could easily slip out of the watchful eye's of the guards. He was off to some secluded part in Stanfeild most likely the abandoned warehouse not to far away. And Sonny was pretty sure it had all the materials he needed to kill himself with. All he really needed was some rope and a chair to stand on and it would mean the end of his life. Death was so simple at times. Then why was it becoming so hard to die thought Sonny.

Finding his way to the old rusty shack was the easiest thing he had ever done and no one had stopped him to ask where he was going. Yeah it smelled of mold and sulfur mixed in with rust, but as he looked around. The place was obviously not in mint condition, but that didn't concern the boy. All he really needed to find was a high place to hang himself. It was only a couple minutes he had all the materials. A chair wasn't hard to find, he had seen one right when he walked in. Unfortunately there was no rope, but he had found some strong black wire that would work just as well. He was working on making a noose out of the wire which was very easy for the suicidal boy. He had made them countless times before, and as he tied the other end to a strong metal pipe. He seem to see his future hanging in front of him or what his future hopefully looked like.

If one thing was going right for Sonny this was it. The noose fit perfectly around his neck and the chair was steady enough. He tightened the grip of the wire around his neck and he could already feel the slight pressure and lost of air. The next thing that happened came to a surprise to him. The door of the abandoned warehouse shot open along with Sonny's eye's, but it was already too late the chair underneath him was kicked from beneath his feet.

"YOU TALKING !"
"SOMEOENE ELSE TALKING !!

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AND NOTHING I COULD EVER WRITE WOULD HELP YOU UNDERSTAND THIS LIFE
THERE'S SO MUCH BEAUTY WHEN YOUR EYE'S LAY LOST IN ALL THE CITY LIGHTS

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TAGGEDNOM NOM NOM,
OUTFITIN THE PICTURE
NOTESHE ALREADY HUNG HIMSELF, SO YOUR PROBABLY GOING TO NEED TO DO CPR TO RESTORE OXYGEN. SO PLEASE DON'T LET MY BABY SONNY DIE X.X
WORDS516
CREDITSIMPLY YUMI (: (AKA C0M3G3TM3) OF CAUTION. REMOVE THE CREDIT AND DIE BITCH. MOTIONLESS IN WHITE LYRICS.

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