A Sad Truth

(Could be Sensitive to some readers) Tragedy struck when when she was only a kid. Her father shot himself and she never got over it. She wanted to feel numb and leave this world behind, They said take this little shot and everything will be fine. She thought she chose the drugs, but they actually chose her. The needle and spoon with a little heat finally took away the hurt. Though she wanted it gone, and her pain to go away. She only invited a demon who is determined to stay. In active addiction, the light would leave her eyes. Broken promise’s and empty threats, everyone saw straight through her lies. She promised to get sober but would always fall back down. Over and over she would slowly recover, till she thought the demon had drowned. The beast could actually swim and disappeared to regain its strength. This time his claws dug deeper and the heroin took over her brain. Like a long lost love, but one she'd come to regret, Letting this substance rule her life with decisions the demon directs. As I watched her whither away, my love refused to die. I still saw that person inside her, who was once the love of my life. I know I'll see her again when we lower the casket in the ground. With tears in my eyes I'll whisper "I love you", And she won't make a sound.