Things Only Musician Understand

Part Thirty-Seven: JJ

She sat down in the darkness with me

and

with her light

I could see everything,

so it wasn't right to call it the darkness anymore.

"am I dead?"

I asked.

No,

this is just a dream,

and I am a figure

of your wonderful imagination.

it sounded like Eliza

and it looked like eliza

"Then why are you here?"

To tell you not to give up

or give in

to the light

or the dark

or the whims of the dead.

JJ,

the dead exist for a purpose,

to haunt the living

and to fulfill the last thing

that they never got to do.

The dead,

that exist in you,

are out of pity

and out of hate

for what you did.

I'm telling you,

it wasn't your fault,

and you need to stop thinking that.

It was the bombers fault

and you know what

he committed suicide the next day

and no one heard

because they were celebrating you.

That man is dead

because he knew he screwed up.

Do you know that mans ghost

is still around you?

He watches you

to make sure you don't kill yourself like he did

because of something

you didn't do.

"how do I know you're telling the truth?"

Your mind would not lie to you

as others would.

The real Eliza,

is an Angel,

really.

She is the model person,

she saves who she can

when she can

and does what she can to help.

Did you know

that the entire time you were gone