Oct 14, 2002
I thought the tears had ended.
It only takes something small.
Reminders of you are all around.
Even music can bring me pain.
To hear someone play guitar
And to know I can never hear you again
Is so very unbearable.
I don't want to accept this.
I often wonder where you could have gone with your music
If you had only allowed yourself the chance
That is a dream that won't be recognized.
Your time here was too short.
I shouldn't be the one mourning.
It isn't right to outlive your children.
My loss is harder than yours would have been
You were a part of me.
There is so much that I don't know
And I don't know that I really want to know.
Knowing about your lifestyle is just too painful.
I see the need for a fix in your eyes.
I have seen that look before on people I work with
The physical of a pain that must be quenched.
Drugs steal your life away from you
And in the end there is only death.