Thump Poem by Tucker Kuhn

Thump thump drag (repeat as many times as wanted)
The further away it got the worse I felt.
It just happened.
She was… she was.. there…. one second and gone the next.
I really have never felt like this before.
She was so innocent.
I just got so angry.
Didn't want it to end up like this.
But I now, have no other choice.
Walking up the stairs I think of all the little moments that have led up to this.
Reaching the top I hear a door creak shut back downstairs.
Rushing to the window, I open it all the way.
Look down to see what the result will be.
Click.
Click.
Click.
Seeing no other way out I turn around.
On the way down it was such a rush.
Feeling the wind beneath the crease in my back was so exhilarating.
Everything went dark.
I couldn't see anything.
Nothing.

That was the day that I Dean killed my sister Katie.
It was also the day that I killed myself.
Thump thump drag (3 times each getting softer) .