Looking for Answers
In the box you left
The code to your mind
Doesn’t reside
In the wooden frame
That leaves more pain

Your journal entries
Don’t mention my name
Just loose affirmations
Of the life you couldn’t create
Destined for greatness
You clung to the devil
As if it were your only fate

Your words plead guilty
To the fight for your sanity
Disease took over
The last hopes for glory
All that is left
Is a bucket list
Compromised by your recklessness
So all that I have left of you
Is too many words that never came true
And still in your demise
I long for you