i probably shouldn't but i already have so don't try to stop me now i don't want to die anyhow just trying to mask the hurt it's been two years to the day i feel no better i feel no worse i just know bile gathers in my throat and tears well up in my eyes and i still remember the phone call when they told me you died oh how i cried how i still cry we cry as a community you gave us immunity to the bad you proved God would prevail we saw you stumble at times but never did you fail a dad a brother a friend why did your life have to end?
and every time this year i can't sleep just a pile of pillows at my feet the alcohol just gave me a headache so i move on to something stronger as i wait for it to get easier the night just gets longer midnight strikes and the day is here and you're still gone dead like a retired song just when i thought my heart was healed it's remained broken all along come on friend come back and laugh again hug me like you used to fill me with that everlasting life the beauty of you in this empty void of grievance in that absence ***** and pills will have to do
i ain't proud, no but you had to go and that's okay i will be alright i will get through this day
I'm sad as **** right now.
2 years. And it doesn't hurt any less. Miss you my friend. RIP EB.