AN: I don't own anything. I don't own Christofer(NSN), Andy(BVB), Bill(TH), or Alex(ATL. So lately I've been told Andy Six is a real jerk, is that true?
Emotions run through their veins
Too many to handle, too many to name
Each is like a knife
Wielded right, it could end or make a life
Happiness is overpowered by pain
Sadness and pain are their only certain feelings
They think their lives are full of shame
But is that really what they're seeing?
Each day they cry, scream, and plead for help
No one seems to hear
They start shedding tears
Start screaming, "I can't take it anymore!"
They find themselves lost
Surrounded by darkness, hoping for a glimmer of light
Something to show them the way, so that they can't be bought
Suddenly they start seeing something burn bright
They walk towards the bright light
Find a door
The fall to the floor
On their knees they start to fight
"Open the door," their angel says
"Leave it closed," their demon says
They fall asleep and start dreaming
Start wondering about life's true meaning
Open their eyes
They are still awake and alive
Three reach for the knob to open the door
They find each other and start walking towards their goal
The third hesitates but then reaches for the knob and opens the door
A wave crashes through and floods the room
He starts to swim to the top, towards the light
He can't seem to reach it, and decides to take flight
Trapped in darkness
He decides to take comfort in it
He decides to give up his life
Finally finding his happiness in the after-life
As he fades away he wishes his friends the best of luck and says, "Now I see."
Hopes that they'll live for him
He says, "Life isn't always grim."
"Have hope and live on for me."