About Me
september 13th in the saturday morning light, a blanket of silience covers in haunting fright, its grips me tight untill my insides feel incite, and then emotions run wild and my mind takes flight, im pissed, who the fuck could ever let this happen, i want to find him rip out his heart and blast him, i want to cast him into fire and flame, but anger slowly fades and leaves only saddness stress and pain, but methadone took a beautiful life today, he is a martyr, and i hope we all go farther, i say, and i hope we all see tomorow as a beautiful flower in rain, that has blessed us with its presence and its power, ok now im talking straight to you and you all know who you are, we've all sat by and let this go to far, we need to learn quick fast, or he wont be the last, and we need to grow together grow forever, cant let substance ever sever us never, not again, this is the end and i will swear it on my life, because this entire fucked situation is only a fucking knife, into the hearts of all of us to carry everyday and everynight, but learn from this and turn to this when ever you feel sick, instead of self medication which will only kill again, and look in, search vast and wide and deep, know this while awake and take it to your sleep, derek you will never be forgotten, i will bare your name, i wont stand by and let you have been in vein, i know they'll all learn by your loss and pain, i love you derek spring into your next life gained, mind goes blank and numb, entire body fills with guilt, this all must be my fault my stomach starts to tilt, if i only made him quit this shit long ago, he'd still be here and we'd all be together you know, i could walk up to the park and we'd sit and smoke, laugh about old times and we'd kid and joke, maybe we'd get bored and walk over to his home, grab a drink and grab a seat on the bench out front, he'd show me pictures of his one and only girl, tell me how he loves her and how she is his world, he'd spill out his heart to me and i would sow it up again, and now i just feel so lost like what the fuck are we doing, this worlds turned to shit and soon all thats left is ruin, but what the fuck are we doing, what the fuck are you doing, we must turn this all around and drain some sense on through it, he lives in memory he lives in our hearts he is the days end and he is days start he's the very air we breathe and he'll never go away he is a guiding light to you and me on a cloudy raining day, he is our d-dawg and we must remember him this way, smileing laughing because it will only brighten your day, and if you know him like i do then there's no more i need to say, he is beautiful and so i remember him that way,
