Here I lye with you-
you don't listen, so my words
write reversed haikus
I don’t need your drugs,
but I do need you to know
no one deserves this.
I choose to let you
treat me like I’m blindfolded;
Still, I gift to you-
Graphite and color
a blank sketchbook (with this piece)
Inscribed in the front.
Art is all I know
so this opportunity.
to express it all-
Has such strong power,
you might never truly know…
Still- I hope you do.
Oct 24, 2022
Oct 24, 2022 at 11:39 PM UTC
Here I lye with you-
you don't listen, so my words
write reversed haikus
I don’t need your drugs,
but I do need you to know
no one deserves this.
I choose to let you
treat me like I’m blindfolded;
Still, I gift to you-
Graphite and color
a blank sketchbook (with this piece)
Inscribed in the front.
Art is all I know
so this opportunity.
to express it all-
Has such strong power,
you might never truly know…
Still- I hope you do.
5 stanza Haiku letter
I wish he could have known about this. Written in his gifted sketchbook (from me) while he was finally asleep after almost overdosing on fetynol and me saving his life, over 7 hours of horror. When he woke up I went to the washroom, came back, and he was smoking it again. He overdosed- stopped breathing- I called 911, they resuscitated him and rushed him to the hospital, then before he could be released, he died.
He was only 19.
