Dear Angela,
It is with love
That I hold my heart
From you.
And it is most certainly
With pain each day that I keep
My heart hidden from view.
But I must.
For you are not acting
In love
Or
In kindness
Or
Anything even resembling
Your own true self.
I cannot let cocaine steal
My heart, my friends, my life.
I cannot let it destroy me
Like it has destroyed you!
And so I wait.
I wait for the day
When you return to me
Drug and drunk FREE.
OR
I wait for the day
I discover that you opted
Instead to come home to heaven.
Either way,
I am heartbroken
And sad
That you do not consider
My love and friendship-
And that of your two
Beautiful boys-
To be enough to keep you away
From the tortuous trip down cocaine lane.
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