J.D.

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Status: In Progress  |  Genre: Non-Fiction  |  House: Booksie Classic
This is about one of the sweetest young men I ever knew. I helped raise him. He got addicted to drugs. Drugs won.

Submitted: November 09, 2019

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J.D.

You were alone in your apartment, it was said.

Laying down upon your bed.

What was going on inside your mind?

Why didn't you give someone a sign?

Was your life so hard and unlivable?

If you did it on purpose, is it unforgivable?

Was it a craving for drugs that drove you there?

Was it because you couldn't find love anywhere?

Was it a relapse, and you just wanted to sleep?

Or bad memories that you were trying not to keep.

You had no children, you had no wife.

You were a loner, and simple was your life.

You loved your Mother, this I know.

She just couldn't bring herself to show,

her love for you, her only son.

A memorial service, there was none.

She buried you fast, inside the ground.

No one knew, not a sound.

Why couldn't she let his friends and I just say goodbye?

To tell you we cared and we're sad you died.

For you there was no place to hide.

The demons that you carried inside.

You were here on earth for such a short while.

I will remember you, remember your smile.

You are gone, but I won't forget you,

even if your years here were so few.

Your heart was good, this I know.

I love you J.D. and I'm sorry you had to go.


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