The Glassy Sky

HUNTER: Music, Poetry and Drugs

My life's a big mess!

I know I'm not perfect. I made a lot of mistakes in my life. But the important thing is I get back up no matter how hard life can be. I'm a known drug addict, but I've been trying to get sober for almost 2 months now. Life is even harder that I'm homeless and no one's there to tell me that everything's going to be just fine. I've been wandering the streets of London in search for food and money. The only thing I know doing is how to play the piano and my guitar and I can also sing. I love writing my own music and poetry and turn it into something beautiful, something that everyone can relate to. I've been attending anonymous meetings and I have a mentor who's always there for me. I'm currently living in a social security system where drug addicts like me who's trying to change their lives are being welcomed and not judged.

I also have a job as a cleaner on a local Italian coffee shop on the busy streets Lambeth. They have a piano but they don't use it since they couldn't afford a band so it's only a display. But every single day when my shift ends and when everybody's away, I'm the only one who's left to close the shop. I always play the piano because when I play, it soothes my soul. But one night, when the owner forgot his cellular phone on his office, he found me playing the piano. I thought I was going to be fired for a moment, instead he gave me another job. A higher paying job, where I would play the piano and sometimes sing along with it. That's how I was discovered by the owner. I decided that I'll stay clean and everything will go the way as planned.

I went to my only sister Sarah who's the only person I know would listen to me, just to tell her that I'm clean and I have my own place now. At first I thought that she would not invite me for all the things I did to our family. I guess I was wrong. Sarah invited me to come inside and asked me how my life is going? I told her that I already have a paying job and I'm no longer under social security. I'm trying to heal my relationship with my only sister for she's the only family I have, I know that deep inside her she's still skeptical, but If I try to show her that everything's going well in my life then she will accept me for what I've become now. I still remember my mother's funeral like it was yesterday, I wasn't even invited to her funeral. Dad forbid me from coming, so I didn't show myself, but I went there and when everyone's done grieving it will be my turn to reminisce my memories with our mother.

I've been writing songs for as long as I can remember, I sold some of my songs to various artist who are striving their best to get that record deal. Then one day a record label manager entered our coffee shop and he discovered me while playing the piano. He asked me if I have an original song, and I said yes. I played a song entitled "Dreamer," it's a piano solo that I wrote when I was going along depression due to drug addiction, but since I've gotten over my addiction, my therapist was happy for me that I'm doing some progress and now I have a record deal as an artist who plays the piano. I'm a big fan of Bach, Mozart, and Beethoven. My father was the one who thought me how to play the piano since I was young, and until I've grown I always have his lessons on me. Funny that he's also the one who gave up on me when I needed him most.

Soon the name Hunter Smith became a staple in the music industry even in the United States of America I'm able to sold records. I was able to purchase a small house and a simple car, I have a cat and now have found the love of my life. My old life is now a history and the important thing is I never stop creating music. Because it's my passion and my dream of becoming a concert pianist. Now that I've fulfilled my dream, I hope that mum and dad and even my sister are proud of me. I'm a millionaire at 25 and I'm happy where my life is going. But everything changed when someone infiltrated our studio. One night I was about to leave our recording studio because my album's about to come soon, someone entered from the backdoor then shot me in my chest. I felt the bullet punctured my body as I bleed to death. That's the only thing I can recall.

Then I woke up on this first class looking hotel hallway with red carpet everywhere, lights are orange and stairs have golden accents. I also noticed that there's a huge black concert piano on the middle. And I'm wearing my casual outfit, I don't know where I am and how I ended up in this place. "Where am I?" I asked, as I try to approach of the people on the hotel. But when he looked at me, he has no face. I just noticed that everyone in this place has no face. Then things turned horrid when everyone stopped moving and looked directly at me, even those at the second floor, third floor and more are looking right at me. I was shocked and horrified, I don't know what to do. I began to run as fast as I could to the entrance of the hotel room, but then I realized that there are no people here in this city and the sky is broken like a mirror shattered into many pieces.

"What on earth is going on?" I asked myself. Then things turned even worst when a giant tide of water hits the entire city, engulfing everything on its path with its crystal blue waters. I ran as fast as I could, but the water just keeps gushing in. But when I realize that the water's about to hit me, I tried to stop it with my hands, then the water stopped in front of me. As if the water froze itself. It's so weird that I can control water in this place. Is this a power given to me as a gift from God? I don't know, in fact, I don't know this place either. But the water that I tried to control gushed in in front of me and engulfed the entire city with its heavy and nasty tides. I let go and suddenly I was able to breathe under water. I swam as fast as I could to the surface only to know that the city looks like a giant circle where there's a golden trident on the middle, there are some sky scrapers that are taller than the surface of the water but only few can be seen. I went in the middle to check the trident, who knows what will happen? Since I don't know the dangers of this place, I took the trident and decided to go back to the surface and check if there's someone who has a face that I can talk to.