Michael, My Brother
A loving brother whom I loved, when the crack became his desire in life is when all the heart aches and pain began to show the uglyness of the habit that forms with drug abuse. My love for him never ceased as I watched his trials of rehabilitation and struggles in life along with becoming HIV Positive. That is when all the trials became real. We lost Michael in February 2007. I miss him tremendously. It hurts that I was unable to help him the way I wanted to.
My heart aches, and a drousy numbness pains my senses.
(Moses 1:39) For behold, this is my work and my glory to bring to pass the immortality and eternal life of man.
5 comments:
gorgeous, and if this is based on true events you couldn't have helped any better than you did (former addict myself)
yes, this is a very deep and if not true, then true to life. Excellent job.
the most difficult thing in life is to lose a loved one to death but to lose one to drugs and death is an ache that I cannot fathom.
This loss is so difficult to bear!
ode to remnants of love
It always hurts to see a loved one going astray, a sense of helplessness remain.Hope time would ease it.Peace.
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