The day nothing and everything
The day nothing and everything made sense
It was just another day, or so we all thought
I could still hear the screams, the cries…the sirens
I woke up to my grandmother yelling, just couldn’t make out exactly why
I was just so confused
So scared and with no time to react I ran downstairs
Headed to the garage, still not making out what exactly grandma was yelling
My mom beat me to the garage door, which was not good at all
We saw my grandfather…lifeless..alone…and hanging
I could vividly picture it still in my head today, an image that has made itself comfortable in my mind
The image that has prevented me to enter the garage since
The image that makes me hurt and cry, and wonder exactly what was going through my grandfather’s mind
None of it made sense
Seeing my mother and grandmother fall apart was so terrible
I still remember my mother crying and begging me to pray to god to give her daddy life while the paramedics were in the garage trying to revive him
I walk into the garage and saw the noose hanging there while the paramedics were towering over my lifeless grandfather and my dad and brothers nearby crying
I can’t get that image out of my head
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