Spiraling blackness

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Not even dark lasts forever.

Namjoon found himself from the roof. It was night. Members weren't home. Namjoon was glad about that.

Namjoon didn't write letter. He wrote a song. The song was his thank you and apology. "Thank you" for everything and "I'm sorry" for evrything.

Namjoon felt peaceful. He knew that nothing could ever hurt him again. He knew that he had not fight anymore. He could let everything go.

Namjoon knew he didn't have lots of time anymore. He knew that he couldn't change his mind anymore. Namjoon didn't want. He was happy with his life and he was happy with how it would end. Even if the ending was in minor, Namjoon knew that usually saddest songs were the most beautiful.

Namjoon looked at the sky. Behind him was starry sky, in front of him pink and orange and somewhere between beautiful shade of purple. Namjoon saw the colors again.

Namjoon dropped the thing in his hand. Red pills scattered to the gray roof. Namjoon loved the color red, it was color of love.

Namjoon had to lay down, and he knew he was leaving soon. He sent six messages to his brothers and laid his eyes to somewhere in the sky.

Thank you.

Thank you.

Thank you.

Thank you.

Thank you.

Thank you.

Namjoon closed his eyes and white filled his mind.

From the bottom of the spiral of blackness, you can find light.