The Peep Hole
3-6-06
As a boy I was born with a curse and a gift, though space and time I could feel the rifts,
I knew when things were gonna happen before they did,
An overwelming power bestowed upon a kid,
Sometimes when the visions would come to my head I would run and hide, cover my ears or race down the road for a bike ride,
It was like looking thru a peep hole, it felt wrong, I didnt want to but then the picture would unfold,
I wished many times that god would take it away, I just wanted to be like other kids and go out and play,
I asked why but he never answered me back, and with every day to come the visions piled up into a stack,
They didnt go away, there still in my head, my parents tried to deny it, they treated me like I had a disease in my head,
In school kids made fun of me, They called me freak and only one teacher stood up for me, he said you let him be,
That teacher talked to me and believed me about my site,
I told him about the peep hole, he asked questions and was very polite,
Then a tear came racing down his cheek, he hugged me and said,
"Its a gift not a disease, and your not a freek",
I felt better until i saw the next vision pop into my head,
The teacher grabbing his chest then falling to the ground, just like that he was dead,
3 months later it happened, it came true, I never told the teacher about this vision, would you?
So I try to act normal, no one else knows, my parents dont talk about it, guess thats how it goes,
So here I sit and write as much as I can, keep the visions away so I can play, I hope everyone understands