After dinner I took her back to her place
We didn't really converse much after the piano situation
I climbed out to greet her and noticed the wide smile on her face
That white little dress still carrying its serene grace
I drove back home
She called my phone
I was caught up in my emotions
I didn't pay much attention to her notions
After that I sat down on its chair
I could hear the notes humming through the air
Why am I here
Why is it getting worse year after year
This is my last December
Might as well find a better way to spend her
Sitting down in front of the black and white
I had lost control over most of my sight
Barely being able to see
What was before me
Everything's in a haze
I couldn't concentrate my gaze
Just stay strong
A few more days and I'll be gone
The tumor in my head
Has been pushing, awaiting my death
I only have this last month
Before I go into an opp
That has a 10% chance of survival
My fears are less deniable
I don't want to leave this place
I haven't met that one face
I've spent weeks in the inners of music
I found sheets that leave me bruiseless
I can finally smell the paper
The inc looked as if tapered
Two keys feel like heaven
My hearings bad
I'm starting to deafen
Day after day
Hour after hour
My hearing worsened
I could barely see
Only three days left for me
I'm somewhat at peace
Only and hour till I go
Let me play one more time
Before I leave this life
For the first while in forever
I could hear every sound's endeavor
I'm gonna continue trying
I'm not ready for dying
There's a lot I need to do
Before God can select me from the few
In my unconscious state
That song was the only thing going through my brain
It kept me alive
It fueled my will to survive
I woke up two days later
Still heavily affected by the anesthesia
Since then I never played
My brain took a beating and started to fade
'Maybe just one last time'
'I need to separate this feeling from my mind'
I found the file
Flipped through it for a while
Found my sheets
And readjusted my seat
By Ethan
2017/09/16
