We were in love
ten years ago,
but went our separate ways.
She OD’d the other day.
There were people there,
but they did nothing.
Fools they were,
they let her rot for days.
With a woman like that,
they must have wanted
to be haunted.
They’ll hear her last breath
every time they cook up,
and see her eyes in the melting junk,
and when they fall into the Land of Nod,
there she will be.
I came home
from the storm of life,
and I could feel her soaking into my skin.
She’s everywhere.
She speaks to me.
I feel her arms around me
when I am lonely and cold.
I don’t think so. She had kids. She was doing pretty well for a bit. She had her own apartment and whatnot. People OD all the time around here. Definitely not my first ex girlfriend dead from an OD. Lost another good friend to one a few months ago. My baby brother OD’d the only time he ever tried it. They brought him back to life though.