I've never touched, tasted, or craved you,
But I know you.
I've watched my hero
Deteriorate in search of you,
Praying for the oblivion that follows,
Jumping through obstacles of deceit,
Torture and heartbreak
For one moment of relief,
One moment of silence,
One moment of peace.
I've never flirted, danced, or played with you,
But I know you.
I've watched my brother
Stalk, hide, and run from you, all at the same time,
Not wanting to find you
But needing to
For one moment of clarity,
One moment to breathe,
One moment to escape.
I've never listened to your promises, whispers, or songs,
But I know you.
I've heard you in his screams,
Haunting his dreams.
He just wanted to be free,
But he was always getting pulled by you.
I've never touched, tasted, or craved you,
But oh,
Do I know you!
Sister's Heartfelt Poem On Brother's Battle With Heroin
I immediately caught chills from reading your poem. It brings such sadness upon me. I am so sorry of your loss. Keep every little memory of your brother that you may have and dwell upon those...
Heroin's Sister
Published by Family Friend Poems April 2017 with permission of the Author.
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