Il était cassé, fêlé. À travers lui, à travers son âme, on voyait la lumière.
Il m'a appris à jouer sur cette plage. Il m'a appris à jouer Migraine des Twenty ones pilotes. On était un dimanche, il était tard. Ses manches longues recouvraient à peine ses cicatrices. Son sourire était doux mais triste. Il etait déjà si loin. Et il irradiait, c'était fou. Il éclairait toute la plage. Nos voix se sont mêlés :

Am I the only one I know?
Waging my wars behind my face and above my throat
Shadows will scream that I'm alone

I-I-I've got a migraine
And my pain will range from up down and sideways
Thank God it's Friday
'Cause Fridays will always be better than Sundays
'Cause Sunday's are my suicide days
I don't know why they always seem so dismal
Thunderstorms, cloud, snow, and a slight drizzle
Whether it's the weather or the letters by my bed
Sometimes death seems better than the migraine in my head
Let it be said what the headache represents

It's me defending in suspense, it's me suspended in a defenseless
Test being tested by a ruthless examiner
That's represented best by my depressing thoughts
I do not have writers block
My writer just hates the clock
It will not let me sleep, I'll get some sleep when I'm dead

And sometimes death seems better than the migraine in my head
Am I the only one I know?
Waging my wars behind my face and above my throat
Shadows will scream that I'm alone
But I know we've made it this far, kid

Yeah, yeah, yeah
I am not as fine as I seem pardon
Me for yelling I'm telling you green gardens
Are not what's growing in my psyche
It's a different me
A difficult to be, stop feasting lumber down trees
Freeze frame
Please let me paint a mental picture portrait

Something you won't forget, it's all about my forehead
Deny what is important, holds back contents
That make Pandora's box contents look non-violent
Behind my eyelids are islands of violence
My mind shipwrecked, this is the only land my mind could find
I did not know it was such a violent island
Bullet tidal waves, suicidal crazed lions
They're trying to eat me blood running down their chin
And they know that I can fight or I can let the lion win
I begin to assemble what weapons I can find
'Cause sometimes to stay alive you gotta kill your mind
Am I the only one I know?
Waging my wars behind my face and above my throat
Shadows will scream that I'm alone
But I know we've made it this far, kid
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah
And I will say that, "We should take a day to break away
From all the pain our brain has made"
The game is not played alone
And I will say that, "We should take a moment and hold it
And keep it frozen and know that life has a hopeful undertone"
And I will say that, "We should take a day to break away
From all the pain our brain has made"
The game is not played alone
And I will say that, "We should take a moment and hold it
And keep it frozen and know that life has a hopeful undertone"
Am I the only one I know?
Waging my wars behind my face and above my throat
Shadows will scream that I'm alone
But I know we've made it this far, kid
We've made it this far, we've made it this...

et il est parti sans se retourner.
A ma question : est ce qu'on se reverra ? Il avait répondu peut-être...
La lumière est partie avec lui, il s'est mis à faire très froid sur cette plage...
Comment à 19 ans, quelqu'un peut il déjà être blessé de cette façon ?

Au fond de moi, je savais que je ne le reverrai jamais...

Adieu...