Life of MusicA Poem by JustALotusFlowerMy name is Jack. Recently I tried to kill myself. I had thought this world didnt need me. And everyone would be better without me. My parents had said, they loved me, And I was sent to counsiling. So I wouldnt kill myself. It didnt help. The pain grew. You see, I had been bullied the day earlier. It usually wasn't bad. But that day, I finally lost it. I had been having problems at home. Parents were fighting. My mom struck me. My dad slit his rists. We rushed him to the hospital. He couldn't be saved. He died. That night. But that day...It finally got to me. The only one who seemed to notice. Was the music teacher. Mr. Keresh. Nobody really knew who I was. So I thought I wouldn't be missed. I had cleaned EVERYTHING out of my locker. So the person who got it next. Wouldn't face a mess. I got home. Brought a blade to my neck. But before I had the chance. I saw a letter, adressed to me. To Jack. From Mr. Keresh. In the letter, he told me he knew. What went on. How I felt. What I was about to do. He told me to look up a song. One of which, I had never heard before. It turned out to be an instrumental. I don't know why. But I listend to it over and over. The day after that. I asked him. Why he sent me that. He said. "Music isn't worth life. But life is worth music." My name is Jack. And I play the piano.
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3 Reviews Added on December 2, 2010 Last Updated on December 2, 2010 AuthorJustALotusFlowerCedar Falls, IAAboutDarkness envolopes us all. Its the certain part of us that we cannot control. the poetic side of me is dark. you have yet to be consumed by the insanity of life, which consumed me once before. tak.. more..Writing
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