• Feel the burn, the sting down my throat, my body trembles. My head high up in the sky. It was Ever Clear. I looked around the brand new world, feeling my best. I feel numb now. Just the gentle ting of my brain dissolving. It floats in the bubble-less clarity of my head. We spun. She laughed. He smiled. I ignored the small voice in me begging me not to, telling me to stop. I drown it in the stinging alcohol. It reached up to grab my heart but it was too late. I began to float away from the flat ground. Finally I fly. I waited so long to fly... But the ground envied me, it reached up into the sky to grab me and pull me down. I slammed into the ground, unable to move, the blood dripped off me and soaked into the ground that slowly swallowed me up and took me into a darkness I would never be able to forget or remember. The blood still rushing, my head still drowning, my mind all about the darkness. My body wishing to fly and my heart trapped inside. My fingers run over a cool hardness. The big bottle of Everything Clears. My hands just say "Drink up." Gulp, gulp, gulp. The bottle never empties and its glued to my face. Eyes open and suddenly I can see, I know whats around me. Gulp, gulp, gulp, it drips down my neck, my face. My throat begs for mercy. I cant. I just cant stop. Please! It cries. Silently I cry. I'm sorry. I'm so so sorry... I wish I could stop... It cant hear me... I am silently whimpering as I drown in my own Ever Clear. My arms prickling and stabbing. The ground pulls me down another few feet. How is anyone going to hear my screams? I caress the ground, Please let me free... Never again will it let me go. I went to high, strayed from its sight. It brought me back down. I try to talk but I only slur. I found the Ever Clearness of the bottles light. Maybe if I keep drinking, it will find me. I glance around the quickly darkening emptiness. The bottle, I can feel it, is still glued to my face. May arms stretch out to touch the rough ground. A sharp pain and my hand releases a shiny crimson that slowly runs into the ground. The ground invites it, pulls it down. The stinging wont stop. My throat is on fire. I try to convince myself that it's all in my head. I need to control this pain. How can I stop it? The bottle is so full... The faster I gulp the sooner it renews. My mind is taken, the sky wanted it back. The ground cracks above me, allowing a small breeze as Everything Clears and my hands they are released. I try to grab the bottle but it feels like no use. My hands go limp and the world takes me for a spin. I smile and now I finally soar even though I am buried down in this hole. Never will I remember to forget the most Ever Clear moment, the day I lack to exist.