Melody. For my darlings

The room had an air of darkness

Different from the moments spent in it’s light

A dusty piano trapped in a corner

Locked with our memories and lies

It was the only thing we found in the room

The note folded in an unequal half, lain smooth

Melody. That same melody I heard, I played.

Every key I touched brought about my fear and longing, one that i would never see again.

You should know Im not of old age but for someone like me, already down on my knees, there’s no more hope.

What would become of them once Im gone?

The two things I love with everything, my comforts till this very moment of my existence.

My darlings and the piano by the stairs

Now I wish for something in this life.

A miracle to take it all back and act like the pages never turned.

They did.

My darlings,

The hands of that clock have refused to slow down or just stop

and that is enough reason to believe I have stayed longer than I should have.

You’re reading this now and your minds wander not far from the truth.

There is the slow and quick painless death as there is the painful of both and nobody knows exactly when the time is up

I knew my time. I chose my time.

A painless one so honestly don’t worry about me.

I will miss the melody I heard from the piano but mostly because of you both, my darlings.

I dream of your voices singing to that melody

That did not leave with me but will remain in my heart and yours.

For you to see me only sober hurts and I did you a favour.

Your lives will be better without me because Nobody wants a mother who sits all day playing the piano with a half empty bottle of whisky.

I should be long gone by now when you read this but do me one favour and shed no tears on my death bed, by the piano, and remember me the way you once did your father.