Dedicated to Cody.
He found his release in those little white pills.
Little white pills that he crushed. Little white pills that made him sleepy and made the world easier to take.
Little white pills that caused him to sweat, to vomit, to scream into oblivion.
Little white pills that caused little red drops to spill from his perfect little nose.
Little white pills that drew little clear tears from his big blue eyes.
His lips lazily called out my name and his eyes pleaded for forgiveness; pleaded for an absolution that never came.
The high his body so badly craved his heart could not handle.
He suffered beautifully.
He suffered gracefully while I watched in agony.
My heart broke time and time again, because he found his release in those little white pills, but I found my release in him.
