Gabriele Murgia would have turned 19 yesterday. He died, just of age, 10 months ago in Cagliari.
Nineteen years never reached, forever removed from a heart that stops, in a body invaded by the chemical cross of psychotropic drugs and drugs.
«I said it at mass – recalls Barbara Mura, the mother – I don't want my son to be considered just any drug addict». Because Gabriele reveals, in his short life, as many multicolored existences as the clothes he wore, and the black of that curtain that closes on an afternoon of February 4th is the least frequent pigment.
«From an early age he was ahead of others, more intelligent, passionate about nature». It's almost a fever for him to know every aspect of animals. «I remember him drawing the reptiles – Barbara continues – and writing their characteristics underneath».
Sure, he's stubborn, and getting him on medication is a struggle. «We held him down to make him swallow them. Now it seems impossible when I think about how he died." At a very young age he became enthusiastic about soft air, a discipline in which military actions are simulated with fake weapons, the same ones he would later use in his trap videos. The music that will be the soundtrack of recent years and a funeral march. «But first there was Covid. He was anxious and I saw fear in him."
Little by little he closes down, tries the transgression of cigarettes, changes schools, escapes from the pandemic curfew in his pajamas. It seems like the time of adolescent change, until the revelation. The discovery «My husband and I discover that his cupboard is full of medicines. "I'll just sell them", he replies." There are syrups based on codeine, then oxycodone, Xanax, that pharmacological "cellar" cited by trappers as an additive to life."
Emanuele Floris
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