Kahlia Mazacalletti
Addiction
He cannot say that he loathed the darkness, it helped him to relish the light......
Though he may have desired a long dreamless slumber
Lies and truth battles in a dance for control
He was in a keen state of his disease
He wrote, erased and re-wrote his own demise
He sought redemtion, even though, half heartedly
In the end he held on to his pain
Clutching it, feeling it, it dictated his short life; 29 years on the spinning ball
He was not of my kind, I felt his heartbeat in time with mine, tho.
Are we not in love with dispair?
I did not know you my cousin, my friend
But I know you, I was almost there once.
Rest in Peace, in the loving hands of GOD
I see you in the prisms of my tears.
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