I used to not understand why you would put a drug in your body-
but, then I looked at your past.
Your pain, how it burned.
Your mother gone.
Your family... None.
I don't think it is okay,
but I can understand.

Things are better today.
You moved away.
Your sad eyes swallow your smile.
I can only pray that I never see
you depart from me.

K.K.