Unbalanced©️

Every since one of my best friends passed away unexpectedly 5/5/19 I’ve been struggling with writing and maintaining joy. I had been down this rode before in 2006 when I lost another bestfriend to murder. I’ve lost so many people between then and now including a sister and both my parents and I realized that I have so many emotions floating around needing an escape other than through tears.

Writing and journaling have always been cathartic. Reading also allows me moments of escape. But the thing about emotions is you can’t escape them forever.

So I decided to let my emotions help craft a tale, this is not a true factual account. Characters are but an extension of my thoughts, imagination and my emotions. With that being said, if death, is a trigger for you you might want to skip the rest of this post.

If not then here is the prologue for a book I am currently working on titled:

UNBALANCED©️

Prologue

Saying Goodbye

She felt so much anxiety and trepidation walking up to the casket, she was shaking on the inside but attempting to look strong on the outside.

That strength is what everyone expected of her. It’s what they always expected of her and part of the reason she had left this city.

Only she had received that call two weeks ago from her god-sister and then from his girlfriend, saying he was shot and killed in a robbery gone bad. And since they both were saying the same thing she knew it had to be true, but her heart and mind couldn’t manage to wrap around the concept of Lorenzo being gone. He was the only somebody that allowed her to be weak when she needed to be, the only one that loved her when she didn’t feel deserving of love. He never judged her, but rather he always had her back and supported her in everything she ever thought to do in life.

So when she told him she wanted to leave Cincinnati and move to Georgia and write, he immediately called his friends in Georgia and helped her secure an apartment and then helped her make the move. It was her, Lorenzo and his girlfriend at the time Nikki. She was different from Victoria the girl he was with now, well the girl he was with. That move was 3 years ago and Lorenzo had made a habit of coming to Georgia to visit every 3 months to remind her that their bond as friends was still just as strong.

This is crazy, to even be thinking about him in the past tense, is ridiculous. Cymphony wore dark shades and a big hat and figured most people had yet to realize it was her. She was almost to the casket and she felt paralyzed to take those few final steps, somehow her legs moved although she wasn’t sure how. She felt like she might hyperventilate staring down into Lorenzo’s face. He was so still and quiet, he looked just like he was asleep. The tears were streaming down her face now and a few drops had landed on Lorenzo’s face as she kissed his forehead and whispered her love and goodbyes. She stared at him so long she swore she saw his chest rise and fall, but she knew it was only wishful thinking. She was going to be sick to her stomach, it all became real at that moment. Lorenzo was dead and he would never be coming back again. She would never hear his voice or see his eyes that changed colors with his mood again. No more phone calls to check in or corny jokes. No one to tell her man troubles to, not that she let many get close.

How the hell was this real life? How could someone as solid and good as Lorenzo get robbed? He wasn’t a corner boy, he didn’t sell dope. He was just trying to be a good son, a great dad and with Victoria, he had finally found the one to make him want to settle down.

I wiped my face and walked over to his mother and family on the front row and hugged his mother tight, she hugged me back just as tightly and said, “Cymph they killed my boy. They killed your best friend. They need to rot in hell for this.” She then broke down crying in my arms and as much as I tried to hold it together that was the straw that broke the camels back. At that moment I felt the rebirth of the cold and dark side Lorenzo had helped me to contain. His love and friendship balanced out the evil and deadly mind that resided within me. Without him, I was unbalanced and out for revenge.