If Only...
There it lays on his shelf
With that blade he cuts himself
Every night he feels so cold
All alone that's all he holds
A lonely life breeds a broken heart
A malice mind leads to hurtful art
And everyone just plays their part
If only he could just restart
Hopeless he loves the dark
Loveless his soul embarks
On a new journey far away
Where he wishes he could stay
But drugs will never be enough
To wash away his life so rough
It doesn't matter if it's good stuff
Please just be strong, just be tough
I miss you and although your gone
I know that your soul has moved on
My thoughts add on and in every dozen
I think of you, my little cousin
*Dedicated to my cousin John, RIP Cuz*
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