I never new you very well,
All I knew was,
You were gay,
You were my uncle,
Your name was Johnny,
And that I loved you.

I don't remember much about you,
only that you were tall,
had brown hair,
and that you were kind.

I think,
You will be happy to know,
That you have a great niece named after you,
Her name is Johnnie,
She is four years old and very out going

When you died,
I remember being sad,
I knew that you death had been slow,
I knew you had died because something in your body,
failed.

The only thing I know about you,
Is that you died because of ***
I will never forgive that desiese
for taking your life.
I wish I could have gotten to know you more,
I love you.

The things  that follow me pushes away my friends  so I will always be alone in the end. Those eyes .... I tip my head to the sky my knees to the ground I pray to you but nothing ...not a sound. Only the sound of the laughs and scraps on the walls, the popping floors, the slamming doors, I pretend I'm just crazy that I just need meds it's to the point I can't have a elevated bed, it shakes , I think it's me dreaming I wake up screaming but through the years the memories i have surpressed come back to me it's been following me since I was old enough to speak I would tell them my friends in the walls don't like me , those **** dolls would walk around the house while I'm frozen cold as ice house I wish I had one friend that wouldn't be afraid to help me battle this demonic desiese but no I'm alone for him to do as he pleases the smile he gives those blue eyes makes me feel like a child ...if you think this just a story come hang out for a while ..