Saving the Black Parade 11"Looks like it's my turn." Gee announced as we came walking back.
"Good luck." Ray warned him. I wondered if he knew what I had in mind now.
Gerard and I take our places.
Adrian, again, gives the countdown. Similarly to last time neither of us make a first move.
"You can have the first move." He told me probably thinking I couldn't do much damage no matter how hard I tried.
"Big mistake." I grinned. This is exactly what I wanted.
I slowly walked toward him until I was standing directly in front of him. I took one of his hands that was hanging at his side. He gave me a look of confusion, and I just smiled wider.
Thinking of the time that we visited New Jersey after I had shared my poetry on stage I took us both back to the memory.
"Why on Earth did you never get any of those published?" Gerard, known as Party Poison at this time, had asked me. I had just walked off of the stage after having read some poems.
"I'm a teenager, no one wants to hear what I have to say." I had responded.
Sing away my sins (read it cuz i said please)gimme a goodnight
just sing me one last lullaby
i just want your voice to drown out my cries tonight
eventually ill fall asleep or maybe just fall completely
but till then let me hear your voice
so rough and sweet that way it only can be
i want you to sing me to sleep just for this night out before the desert sky
im sorry for my wrongdoings
ill be going down or up or inbetween soon
it doesnt matter much to me
what matter is this moment
right here and now
your sweet symphony
of the song we wrote as kids
to kill the monsters that we would become
your tortured voice
quieting the pain for now
cause im going down or maybe up
i never got to say
i love you that is my only regret
but i guess that doesnt matter cause
ive got is this moment this last one bit of time
with you and though there is pain
im not afraid because my last sweet memory will forever be you singing me to sleep