Tristin Robinson
Bio
I am a 24 year old man with a true passion for anything creative. I am a musician, a producer and a writer. My goals are to tell stories that resonate with other, no matter the medium.
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Requiem
There I was. Standing like an idiot in my dirty converse and a wrinkled suit coat. I was not the example of fashion at this occasion. Not knowing if I should sit or stand, I just stood. Like a post, the less I move, maybe the more no one will notice that I'm here. I glance around the room as my family breaks down around me. It smells of formaldehyde and a freshly vacuumed rug, with a pungant after scent of some citrus disinfectant spray. Flowers had been perfectly arranged around the room and the music, soft, un-offensive and boring. Made up of light pianos and what sounds like the dustiest organ from the ruins of a Presbyterian church service. My mother, eyes closed, looked to be at peace. She doesn't look at me though. She can't look at me. For here I stand at the side of my mother's coffin. This is my mother's funeral, and I feel as though I am empty. Not particularly sad, just vacant in mind and body.
By Tristin Robinson5 years ago in Humans
