On drugs at 12,ODed at 25,his photo's hiddenin plain sighton the floor,under a window,in front of asmall mirror.She thanks usfor giving her tearsa place to be seen.(c) copyright 2011 Charles David Miller. All rights reserved.
heavy man...a hard life to have drugs get their hooks in you...altogether harder to watch someone you love...
The shifting of seen and unseen is perfect for the topic. It demands facing the question of what is really known. Thank you for your visit and comment on my Thanksgiving post.
so tough...She thanks usfor giving her tearsa place to be seen... i have seen quite a few and after a while people stop seeing them..
Sad but it happens! Drugs in all its forms are lethal. It certainly brings tears who have to face them.Hank
So many young lives destroyed by drugs. A sad thank you.
Sad to hear another fell to the fleeting effects of drugs. Tears are what lubricate the soul I've heard it said.
bang. I like the directness and relative unemotional tone of this piece; it packs a harder punch. Slush is one sure way to kill a poem. Real life. Real grit. Like it a lot.
a fun read.
notice that you won the perfect poet award for poets rally week 57, welcome take it,join us any time when you are free.outstanding poetry along the way, truly enjoyed your lasting support.keep rocking.smiles.xoxox
pleasant one, well done, keep it up.share if you could today.