12/15/12

You gave me a black cat
and
a card that said:
   I believe a witch should have two things:
      1. a black cat
      2. and a awesome mustache card
It made me laugh because it was funny,
somewhat true
and
at the fact you spelled "witch" "which"

You gave me a letter that said
   "Don't read aloud at the party"
and
   "this is private and only for you"
on the envelope.
It was heavy
and
thick.
I guessed it was pretty important.

I read it when I got home
and
it had a poem from a book called
   The Perks of Being a Wall Flower
It talked about a boy writing poems,
getting "A's",
a glod star,
a comment to write more clearly,
or
a strange, steady look.
And how he would bring it home
and his mom would hang it on the kitchen door
and
read it to all his aunt's
then not because the paint was wet
or
she just stopped only because he never showed it to her.
There was a father too.
He would always be there to tuck him in
then he would get mad if the boy cried if he didn't.
Then he just wasn't there anymore,
even if he was just in the next room,
snoring loudly.
There was also a girl that wore to much make up
and
that made him gag when he kissed her
but he still did it anyway:
It was the right thing to do.
Father Tracy started to smoke cigars
that would burn holes in the pews, where he left them.
Then,
Father Tracy died.
THe boy stopped showing his mom his poems
so
they never made it to the kitchen door anymore.

He then wrote one last poem on a brown paper bag
and
called is "Abosolutly Nothing",
not
"Chops"
"Autumn"
or
"Innocence: A question"
He hanged it on his bathroon door
because he thought he couldn't make it to the kitchen,
just because he made a slash in each damned wrist.

There was a letter from you too,
on the back of the poem:
 "Dear Corrin,
    I don't know why but I felt like giving you this poem I resently found in a book 'Perks of Being a Wall Flower.' In this poem, yes the boy committed suicide.
And I wanted to tell you that I love you.  You've been with me through thick and think and I hope that never changes.  You're a best friend and don't ever forget that you can tell me anything cause I'll kieep it confidental and 'You got a friend in me.' :)
Don't feel down on yourself and I know this is the last thing you want to hear but God loves you and, well, He has a place for you, but everthing happens for a reason, so don't hurt yourself, talk to Him and if you can't, come to me and I'll takl to him for you.
   I will forever be your friend.
   Love, your fugger
               (Braelyn Jung)"

I remember closing my eyes,
tears running down my ceeks.
I remember someone telling me this once,
but now I think I finally understand.
I have all these freinds to help push me through,
to keep me upright.
I do not want
and
will not
end up like that lonely boy.


       Thank you guys.
       I love all of you,
           And,
       let us keep it that way.