See album description- I have talked about my friend Rene who took his life a few years ago. This is one of the bullets that would have gone into his gun. When the gun went off I ran in the other room and held him until the life and warmth left his body- crying and cursing at him the whole time... and the gun lay smoking at his side. This bullet was left in his pocket and since I signed the release papers I also picked up his belongings.
It may seem like a morbid item to keep, but it is a reminder of the other side of life. It reminds me constantly that life isn't easy- it never was meant to be a piece of cake. But it's all about how you deal, cope, adept and over come the obstacles that life throws at you. Having lost my sister, yes- I have a certain degree of anger with people who chose to throw away something so prescious as life. My sister- I would give anything to have her back with me. My friend Rene who took his life, I would give anything to have him back... but that's not going to happen.
When I see this, I remember what he threw away that cursed night, how much of a coward he was... how much he meant to me and how much I miss him. And best of all, that no matter how crappy my life or pain may feel at times... I am never going to do what he did: because I know what life is like on the other side.
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