Breath.

He was always laughing
Smiling and playing guitar
He had another love
In his life
The pills he liked to swallow
They made the hurt go away
He never said why it was so bad
Just that nothing helped

The feeling now is only of emptiness
The loss of Him. Life.
He's always been this way his friends told me
I saw him take a bar
That night
He wanted to have some fun
He said
Two of his favorite round yellows went up his nose
To his brain
He smiled and his eyes lost their color

All the pills cover the coffee table
In the living room of the putrid trailer
A crazy rainbow of America's tainted youth
We never noticed him leaving the room

I didnt know to go look
I should have gone to find him
Curled in a corner
No rise and fall of his precious chest
His wrist was cold
My heart is too
How could I have let him do this alone
How could I have laughed and partied while he lay here
Dying.

Get rid of the drugs
Running around the trailer like addicts on crack
The flashing lights came
The sirens almost drown out the screaming in my brain

Hours later
Find me on the cold carpet
Lying warm in the corner

He needed my help
And I couldnt see
He was in trouble
And the one to help should have been me