I was 12
I stay up at night thinking, you couldn't wait a week?
You really had to put this Corona in your body to make your liver die?
And how bout those drugs you messed around with all those years ago.
You couldn't say no?
And here on earth I'm thinking family wasn't enough to save your sickly body.
I blamed myself but you were the fool.
This came because of you, you could of stopped it.
But now every year I sit on your grave crying to you saying "grandpa come home." And that I need you.
Three years ago I would of said I couldn't live without you
But today I'll say I can and I will
You ruined my birthday but that's not the only thing you ruined.
Family, you were the puzzle piece,
This empty whole won't fill itself and as hard as we try to stitch it together like old jeans on threads we can't because there was only one of you.
I'm angry, you didn't just leave. You took a part of this family we'll never get back.
It's kinda foolish to think you would be addicted and you couldn't do the right thing.
Your mom taught you better and yet you couldn't, you wouldn't. You tried but maybe it wasn't enough
All I know now is protect the ones you love.
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The Diary of Life
NonfiksiAs many of you might know the website the odyssey.com is a website where you submit how you feel. I for one think it's a lovely site and thought we should make something on here! So submit how you feel about anything, I will most likely write a lot...
