Father. Two bottles of beer later, and yes your still gone. Have been for months, but like things do, it has gotten a little better. I got there just in time to see you cry, every tear you shed was like a hand shake good bye, but I could tell you really wanted a hug. You told me to leave, so that you could move on yet you did not believe it would be so soon. I could feel you spy on me in my sleep, if you could be so kind to call it sleep. Some large muffled hand held me down when I knew I should rise. From the time that I found you dead in the grass, I retreated to my mind, while I retched and writhed in the cold spring mud. With your death, you saved my life. Years of drug induced reality came to a stand still, and snapped back in my face. I inhaled what I thought was truth & drank what I did not want to believe.
i recently lost a close friend and neighbor. look up the lyrics to the song "Limousine" by Brand New. lovely poem, lovely thoughts, you are not alone.
in fact, here's what ill do for you. i wrote this the night i found out that Vinny overdosed on heroin. Seven loves you so much. To have seen your last breath. If you missed it, You know what I mean. Tonight the light is on the porch. Concise cars huddle the scene. You are finally free. No more wandering. How does it feel, To not feel at all? Reflection. Redemption. I can still see you. Smoking on the sewer. How does it feel, To be so pure? Do you miss the view, Of an autumn morning? Do you miss alarm clocks, On saturday mornings? Do you miss advice? And ignoring our warnings? Do you miss christ? Or do you now adore him? Believe you. Recieve you. I cannot see you. Excluding pictures How does it look, Through my eyes? He's in a better place. Is that what you say about me? I want you to break free. I want you to dream.
