on feb. 19th, of this year will be the one year aniversity of the death of my cousin. we all have loss someone. loved ones. this poem i made for him, i posted it before so you may have already read it. but it fits for everything i feel right now. i need someone to talk to, because i'm not alright.
look in my eyes and i'll show you what's worse,
between using needles and unquenchable thirst,
i cry blood and bleed tears,
but without love i will face my fears.
where you see one i'll see double
and when you are safe i may be the one in trouble.
you will cry yourself to sleep tonight,
but i don't want to scream or fight.
my guts in a not as i lay in my bed.
i'm having painfull thoughts but it's all in my head.
people die but all you want is for it to be a lie.
lives fade away and you are speechless for days.
a friend of yours have gone too high
and you didn't even get a chance to say goodbye.
at the top of your disgrace tears pour from your face.
some people can't make it through some suppression,
but it's harder for us with deppression.
friction comes in play with friendship,
as addiction comes in play with hardship.
when you try to escape reality and head to your fantisy,
it hurts more people than just you and me,
now you can plainly see that i'll never be free.
in loving memory of Gregg Moss and all of the fallen in your life