"LIGHT IS BAD"

He was kind & high

& rolling smoothly...

He was eyebrow pierced -

Medicated Cruelty.

He was anger & fire &

the smile of a lost boy...

He was a whisper in the wind

that brushed my cheek...

Wounded my soul...

Hardened my heart...

Filled me with dread joy.

But in the dark of my room

he was relieved & injected -

He was more than expected...

More than any mirror reflected...

More than that night or before what came after...

More than the scream in his crazed ghost glazed laughter.

In the dark tasting death...

In the darkness between us...

Our demons expressed

& our nightmare had seen us

fall into each other for that moment

of solace.

But when death is an old friend...

And you've buried your children...

You will always be broken...

But at least you were honest.