The World We Live In A Poetry Book On Societal Issues Part 2

Eric

My cousin told me that my beautiful aunt passed away.

I didn’t know how to take the news at that exact moment.

She was the one who basically saved my life.

She was the one who kept me focused and on solid ground.

I’m never going to hear her beautiful, soft voice again.

Reflecting on memories we shared instead of hugging her.

Not wanting to see that beautiful soul laying in a casket.

My body is here but my mind and heart are long gone and died too.

 I loved her dearly and she meant the world to me,

I would do anything for that woman at anytime.

Her warm home was my sanctuary and escape from my family,

She understood the craziness and madness of my own home.

Her home was functional, my cousins had it good,

Now I don’t even care for myself anymore, I want to die.

I want to go to heaven to be near her and feel her soul again,

The drugs are calling my name right now as I need a sniff.

Or a good swallow of a pill to help me escape from this hell,

That’s all it is to me at this point as my body is burning eternally.

I have one friend who overdosed, one is long gone and dead,

Just got out of rehab and find out my aunt is in heaven with the man above.

It’s a struggle to stay sober now, this is excruciatingly painful,

Crying my eyes on a nightly basis until I fall asleep.

Feeling her angelic soul coming down from the heavens,

Just to say hello tell me that everything is going to be okay.