Heather Pisano

He Once Had Everything

He once had everything; he had a future ahead of him.
He once had an endless amount of friends; he lived life to the fullest.

He once had money saved; he had a job that could support his basic needs.
He once had a truck; he even had it customized.

He once had a life worth living for, but it fades further each day.
He was like my brother. A "brother" who used to be cool.

He used to be a friend of trust, happiness, joy and love.
He used to be my role model, someone I looked up to.

He was my best friend; I always wanted to please him. He inspired me like no other.
Too bad all of this still can’t be true.

Addiction took his life, he lost everything he’s ever loved and owned.
Now he has nothing; no future, no friends, no money, and losing his family.

It slowly crept up his body; it stole his soul, his spirit, his feelings, and his identity.
Quietly, the perfect life started to die.

He grew apart and kept distant from his loved ones.
He started to steal; we had to lock everything up.

His life is a lie, denial is how he lives.
His body is so weak; I fear his death each awakening day.

The bright smile is now fake, the pain just builds upon.
His eyes express the pain, the purple rings lie below.

The joyful boy is locked up inside, I miss him ever so much.
An addict he is, shattered into devastation.

He is my friend, who let me down,
Now has no future ahead, nothing now but a frown.

I wish he’d turn around, begin a brand new life;
See his mistakes and apologize to those that love him most.

I’ve given my life to him; I’ve done so much for him.
But he tore me into shreds.

I hope for the best, though it only gets worse.
Now he’s got court to attend, my heart was broken again.

He keeps digging himself deeper and deeper.
I’d do anything to get him back.

I don’t think he understands the misery,
That he’s putting himself through, nor to the

Others that want to help him and love him.
I don’t know what he may be doing, but

I wish him the best, and hope he returns to the
Wonderful, outgoing, young gentlemen he once was.


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