"Don't leave me here to pass through time
Without a map or road sign
Don't leave me here, my guiding light
'Cause I, I wouldn't know where to begin"- "Kings of Medicine" by Placebo
Let’s start from the beginning: of me, that is.
Unknown POV
Life. Beautiful life. Being there to witness the birth of a child is an amazing thing. The eyes, the ears, the fingers that have never seen, heard, or felt this world before.
"You can't quit until you try
You can't live until you die
You can't learn to tell the truth until you learn to lie
You can't breathe until you choke
You gotta laugh when you're the joke
There's nothing like a funeral to make you feel alive
Just open your eyes
Just open your eyes and see that life is beautiful.
Will you swear on your life, that no one will cry at my funeral?"
Sixx Am's life is beautiful played on the radio as we drove home from the hospital. Life is beautiful. Yes, yes it is. But this wouldn't be my beauty forever.
I pulled over at an orphanage.
I looked at the child in my hands, the son of my wife, the son that we can't have.
I kissed his forehead. "Goodbye, Sean."
And with that, I put him on the doormat, rang the doorbell, and got in my car.
I drove, I drove fast.
I needed to get away from this. From all of this. Driving up the mountain, the tallest mountain in our area, my heartbeat accelerated as if trying to beat itself in some sick race.
I stepped out of the car. I smelled the air, took a deep breath.
The air at this altitude was clean and fresh, revitalizing my lungs, and I smiled. Glee filled my mind:
I’m free, finally free.
I stepped up to the ledge, and let myself fall.
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Trespasser
FantasySean Markwell has a power. Join him as he discovers it. Join him as he discovers his past. Join him as he discovers himself.