I grew up with a happy family and I'm grateful as the only one child,
I didn't yet know then what was the feeling of being alone or sad.
Dad Karl had a job, he was a police officer,
Mom Yan loved to cook, drop and pick me up at school, And an on call singer.
I loved playing outside of our colonial old style wooden house,
The one and only of our grandparents heritage for us,
Back then running was my favorite,
Throwing something soft to my fellow kids friends,
We loved chasing others and life was easy,
We didn't know what was depression is, even anxiety,
I got so many friends here in a small town of Devour,
People living with a simple life, we'd got cheerful neighbors.
I was born in a place that I could treat as a palace,
I grew up with young like me that had same interest and vibes,
We could laughed with the simple jokes,
Tried new things like nothing to lose,
Pia, Trisha, Mark, and of course David Cruz,
They were my friends and who became my super close,
We used to lie on the lawn, watching the sky above,
We would had a funny talks and then we would laughed,
Sometimes we found ourselves smiling while our eyes were closed,
We would whisper a prayer like what kind of dinner that our parents would cooked.
Life was so simple, to any hard-realities and...to problems weren't involved.
We were human being then that just enjoying the world.
When I met my friends, I hadn't any idea of loneliness,
Everytime my parents and me played, I didn't know what sadness is,
Days, weeks, months, and years passed by,
Well... I thought being stress free won't last,like the blue sky.
Grades school came in, but we still didn't care,
If we wanted to...we could hangout anywhere,
We were five in a group we were always together,
Sometimes we were the bully, sometimes the bullied losers.
We learned to do the pranks on our young age,
Everyone was the victim, no one's allowed to escape,
We could laughed so hard to our games and trips,
We even there for each other for every punishments.
Breaktime was our favorite subject,
And what challenged us the most was the cutting classes,
We were the lead of being hardheaded stundents,
But we didn't care even some treated us like bad influence.
We just wanted to enjoy the life being a kid,
We wanted to do the multi-task of being...happy human and stupidents,
We may then always belong to the lower class,
But we assured that we graduated with a happy heart.
We made our kingdom some where part of the forest,
A place not far from the town that became our friendship place,
We made and built our floor using the bamboo tree,
When the long chair made of dried wood done, we were so happy.
High School Life started, I liked it.
Meeting new people also lighted up our interest,
We all studied in the same school, as if we had any choice,
New people came in, parties approaching and we started to like the noise.
We were still the same five people in a team,
And we called each other a solid childhood friends,
We'd been there to each other when adulthood came in,
We were the witness of our body changes and adolescence.
After all... Life is so Ironic,
I never thought that oneday everything had to be changed.
At second year of highschool Pia's parents brought her to abroad,
Since then, I started to know the real meaning of a word.
Sadness...my heart bit broke when she left,
Not just me..ofcourse our friends.
I could still remember the feeling of not complete,
When we were there talking and laughing but not the same as the old days.
As we getting older our emotions and feelings started to changed,
We also joined to different groups and Mark started to had Lovers,
I hate him sometimes spending his times to different girls,
He almost forgot about us,his friends who once became his close.
“Let him be, he is a man now,” Dave would say,
“No! That's not right, Woman's heart is not a game to play! ”
Trisha said disappointedly.
Dave would shrugged and next silence came in,
Arguments stopped then we went home nothing,
No more laughed, no more stories,
No more pranks, no more strips.
I missed the old days but time had passed,
I couldn't do anything about it, commitment last.
There were weeks passed that we wouldn't see each other,
Then it became a month and we felt like a bit stranger,
Then... more days passed by...
Mark became worst more than people could think,
He texted me to came in the forest,
The place were our friendship started and grew,
He told me, he messed up he need someone to talk to,
And yes he was there, He was quiet as I sat next to him,
I could still imagined how happy we were when we made that wooden chair.
Mark was staring at nowhere and I looked at him,
I asked “How are you? And what happened?”
He looked at me...and my heart beat fast.
I saw his red eyes, something was wrong but unidentified.
“What a great day to see an angle before the sunset! I'm happy now that finally we are alone together...”
He smiled at me, I felt something inside, I know it was fear.
He moved closer, I leaned a bit And I couldn't feel my feet.
“Don't act like that, You scaring me.” I said.
“We used to be close, so what's wrong with this”
He asked, I couldn't help...I pushed him away.
I stood up, my knees was shaking, It was so scary.
“You are my friend and don't ever act like that again.” He stood up and came closer.
“What I did? I just wanted to have some of your time Kym. Infact... Weren't kid anymore.”
His eyes, his smile and the way he looked at me were unrecognizable.
Physically he was my friend, but his actions weren't anymore.
I was on my verge of tears and I knew I was so afraid of him.
I couldn't think of anything.
“Stop... It's not funny...I came here because you said you were messed up! And now... I think you were doing-”
“Ofcourse...I was messed up, but now...I'm doing fine. And I will be more good if you wanna know why.”
“Good for you...I don't wanna know...I have to go.” I turned around but he went fast and blocked my way.
“What the hell you want Mark!? You scaring me.”
He smiled again, like a demon that just escaped from the cage.
He put his hands on his hips and took a deep breath.
He confessed that he liked me more than a friend,
“You are out of your mind!” I said.
He held my arm, I felt his strength,
I locked up of words, I didn't know what to say, I just wanted to scream,
He pushed me to a tree, covered my mouth with his hand.
“Don't test my patience Kym, You don't know me anymore.”
He came more closer, I felt his body, I couldn't breath more,
He was so strong, and with his strength he laid me on the bamboo floor,
I felt my tears, he touched my legs and kissed my neck.
I tried to pushed him away and I begged him to stop,
He didn't listen to me and I was getting tired,
He unzipped my denim pants, his all strength then was on his chest,
Both his hands, held my arms, I screamed.
He kissed me on my lips, what terrible first kiss, I bit him.
He got hurt, he stopped for a while, his lips was bleeding,
He got more angry, he sat on my stomach, he pressed my chin,
He laughed like a demon, getting more interested of something,
He kissed me so hard again, his hands was on my chest,
He moved back in fort like he was riding a horse,
I was glad, my pants was tight, hard to take off,
I screamed to death, when I heard a familiar deep voice,
The last thing I knew, Mark was on the floor, my heart beat was like in a race,
His nose was bleeding and someone touched my face,
“Are you okay Kym!” I nodded, I was glad it was Dave,
My eyes gotten blurred and before everything became black,
“You are a son of a b***h!” and uncounted punched was the last I heard.
When I woke up, I was in a room, I felt like paralyzed,
Everyone was there, and soon enough I realized,
I wasn't in a nightmare, that was the reality first strike,
They looked at me worriedly and I couldn't help but cried.