Sometimes I think we forget about people. When a person dies we focus on the family. We bring them food. Provide them with support. Shower them with love. What happens to their friends. What happens to people that were their second family? Do we just say they loved you and move on? I feel like friends are just as important as family. We may not know them. We may have no idea what they are doing with there life. We may not a signal thing about them. Not one. Not even there name. You may not care to remember. I do. I care. We may not know anything but our loves one did. They knew their name. Their favorite color what they liked to eat. Their favorite tv show. They knew everything. We can't just dismiss these people that we don't know. They may be friends to us but to them they were family. Don't forget about they friends. We are family but so are they. So while we may not their names. Their favorite color or anything. Our loved ones did. The friends also knew the same about our loved ones. Don't forget about friends. They are a second family. Give them support give them love. Give them support and shower them in love. It is not there job to support you. It's our job to support each other.
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Late night poems
PoetryThis a collection of poems that I have written. They will be about my brother and his death. My mental health. Everything.
