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It could’ve been you

Walking alone

By LuisPublished 4 years ago 6 min read
It could’ve been you
Photo by Lukas Godina on Unsplash

One day I was walking by trying to get back home.

It was three in the morning as I was walking alone.

All by my own,

two men jumped out and robbed me for everything that I own.

I worked for it all and I made it my own.

They took my license and now know the place I call home.

I try calling my mom and my brother but no one picks up the phone.

I’m not thinking too much since it’s really late

Three A.M shifts will never feel the same.

Im approaching my home but instead i keep walking.

Talking to myself I call myself crazy but I still keep talking.

I had the choice to take a cab and end up safe back at home.

Instead i took a chance by walking alone

Listening to music all in my zone

It’s like I was living inside of a dome

Blasting music and listening to rock

Sick flows and it’s transitioning to pop

I was blasting journey listening to faithfully

Had me thinking bout my life and what is faith to me

Next song told me “ don’t stop believing”

Turn for the king to get his Queen

Looking for “somebody to love”

Like Freddie Mercury a singing machine.

The music stops and faded away.

Now I’m walking to my house but I realized I had already passed it.

I might have a concussion and my head needs reattachment.

This world is crazy and it’ll have you running till your gasping.

I can’t breath

Three words and we’ve started a movement

The killer cops, killing people for their amusement

Not all cops are crooks so pointing the finger is useless

Mental health is a thing and we have tests so why don’t we use it

Situations will change you and how you think

It will make you or break you, a war that’s within

A look in the mirror and you know that the fight is with him

With the person you see in the mirror in a reversed reflection

All these thoughts are going through my mind as I keep walking but this time I can’t find my home.

Been walking on these road for about a couple months and I’m still lost as the month before.

I start to look around and every house does not have a door.

I’ve never been here before.

I really start to panic and I’m feel like I’m delusional.

I tell myself “yo Lu, I’m confused you know?”

Now I’m definitely going crazy,

having conversations with myself cause I don’t see a thing.

What I used to see as houses now turned into an empty ring.

Approaching to ring was the monster that was within.

It was within me and now it’s taking a form of its own.

I know they say to fight your own battles but this fight feels unknown.

I’m literally looking back at myself it’s liking I’m looking at a clone.

I’m scared for my life and I don’t know what’s going on.

Is this real life or am I tripping on something way too strong.

I wake up scared, sweaty and really too confused.

I hear “ he woke up from his coma”

Now I’m even more confused.

My family comes in screaming, crying telling me “ we thought we had lost you”

I asked them “ what the hell have I gone through”

“They found you bleeding out in the street with nothing on but your boxers and the socks that were on your feet”

“You lost a lot of blood and berly had the strength to breathe”

I asked “where is my mom and brother, why are they not here?”

I saw there facial expressions change from happiness to fear.

They look from a distance but nobody’s coming near.

The pain is way too much and I fall right back asleep.

Three hours later and I’m finally waking up.

I only see the doctors and they “ boy, you’re really shaken up”

“We didn’t want it to be this way since now you’re waking up”

What was next was worse than the pain of the beating and the craziness of the coma.

“Okay Luis” they say

I’m thinking the worse but I silently pray

They say “ around 7 in the morning when the sun was starting to light up the day.

The same men that attacked you found out the way.

They went to the address you had on your license and they broke right in.

First thing that they saw was your mom cooking food as they let themselves in.

They knocked her down to the floor and covered her face with the towel.

Your step dad came down from the room and they saw him and they did not hesitate.

They smacked with the gun and then put it right to his face.

He fought for his wife who they were trying to abuse.

He managed to get one of the robbers and got a knife he would use.

One of they men got behind him and grabs his neck and begins to choke.

The other man shot him and now you’re mom had really lost hope.

Your brother came down so lost and confused.

He saw your mom on the floor with two man trying to abuse her and use her.

He noticed there was a gun on the floor and he made a run for it.

He took it and shot one of the men in his head right through it.

The worst part is the story doesn’t have a good ending to it.

He didn’t make it out in time and they shot and the bullet went right through him

You’re mom watched him die and she couldn’t go through it.

The man was not paying attention and you’re mom was able to shoot him till he was dead

The pain of seeing your brother laying there was clearly way too much

she wishes it would’ve been her instead.

We wish this would’ve been where the story would end

but she pulled the trigger and ended her life

and now she can’t see the fact that her other son is alive.”

The pain I was feeling was something like I have never felt before.

I waited a week and I was finally released.

I’m leaving the hospital and I get home and immediately get down on my knees.

I’ve lost it all,my mom, my brother and my step dad

I need a new heart and brain but I don’t know where to get that

“I’m ending it now,

There’s no way that I can get back!”

I go and buy myself a gun and I’m learning how to use it.

My family all died the same way but the difference between our deaths is that I’ll be Listening to music.

Last song I’ll be listening to is

“here without you”

As I’m knocking three doors down

I’m going to end it all and I’m going to end it now.

I leave the last note forever saying

“ this is me and this is the way I want to go out,

I love you all but there’s no way I’m coming out.

Good bye, I love you and peace out”

The room was bloody and stained.

The story of the household of mine will forever remain.

Take care of yourself and watch out for each other.

Remember this could happen to us all and that could’ve been your mother.

I’m glad that it wasn’t,

I treated the world as if everyone was family, like a family cousin.

“Bye to you and the world,

the world is a great place but thanks to humans the world is disgusting.”

I was trying to get better and my life was adjusting.

“I love you all! Good bye forever cause this was my judgement!”

performance poetry

About the Creator

Luis

I love poetry and writing in general.

Hopefully readers can see the picture I’m painting and visualize my stories as they read them

Love y’all ! Thanks for reading ❤️

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