and we just dissolved
into our own ways how
bad it felt
but to hear you did what you did
I saw you as a most logical *****
happy until the bourbon had you
spinning around
I recall when you gave me that smile
working behind the counter
at the bbq joint and we met eyes
and I saw a very nice girl
a sane partier
like me
never in my wildest dreams
would I have imagined you
being anywhere as demoned as much
as you were actually
we shared laughs
nights in arms and you told me
how he had done things to you
and I thought you had dealt
with all that,
I wish I had spent more time
while you were drunk finding things out
about you,
but,
it is too late now,
Stacy , you beautiful angel now,
blew your own brains out.
God help you.