I really wish you'd throw your pride aside and show your friends some faith.
Maybe I'm not asking for a lot, maybe I am but really I'm just asking for you to let me in. It's like I'm standing at a door I can't break down by force. I've no intention of hurting what you're guarding with this impregnable barrier. I just want to put back something I took a long time ago.


It's late night and a man stands under the bright light of a fully engaged street lamp on the corner of a housing estate. He's got sweat dripping from his furrowed brow. He's got his heart set on the upcoming moment. Fists clenched. It's going to be intense. It's going to be when he let's everything go...

It's getting later, the weathers starting to deteriorate, the wind getting the chill. Where was the moment? It's not usually this long in the wait.

Footsteps crunching the twigs and fragile branches in the grass a few feet away. This is it, it's here... He's here.

Shoulders widen. Intimidation is everything. It all comes down to this. This is the moment that could save it all, this is the moment that could seal it all away forever.

I just needed to say "I can't......."