I send my hopes
and universal powers above
hoping you feel
nothing but
the eternal forces of love.
That your tired soul
may rest,
for its eternal age
letting all past pain
of long gone days
fade away.
For every soul that met yours,
and looked eye to eye
opened their souls
and spilled their guts
when they found out you died.
And I,
distant as I seem
hope that somewhere, somehow
you are following
your dreams.
May his young soul rest in peace
One of my childhood elementary friends (a boy who used to tease me over my curly hair actually) just died today of a drug overdose.
It just so happens, that I saw him by mere coincidence yesterday walking down the street. Mere hours later he would be dead.
Never to ever accidentally encounter that soul again
life is so very very fragile
