As I get home from work minutes ago, I received a message that an old friend of mine passed yesterday evening. I still can't seem to register the reality of it all...
Drugs have taken many lives, and has left many with hollow hearts. Hollow hearts because they have to come to terms with the fact that their loved ones have fallen victims to these miscellaneous drugs.
Even though I haven't spoken to this individual in almost a year, it does NOT change the fact that it has made an impact on me. I know many who are still victims to the numbing power of their choice of drug, and unfortunately when I have tried to help, the help was refused.
I have come to accept the fact that you can not help an addict no matter how hard you try or what route you take to help them overcome their need for drugs. It is something they must desire with an unyielding desire.
As I write this I am taken back to those days we would hang out, and laugh together. The days where Heroin was unknown to us. The days where drinking was the only drug we put in our system, and even then being at that age, it was new to us. Where the burn from the alcohol was enough to turn you away along with the smell of liquor.
I have posted poems from great up and coming poets who have shared with the world their feelings, and thoughts on drugs, and the affect it has had on them. I search for stories, poems like that because it is an serious issue in the WORLD, and spreading the word is a start to tackling the problem.
I believe that most addicts seek that very potent drug that brings them close to their death because it seems like it's the best high for them. I can't seem to understand the desire for it, and I never will.
My friend whose name will remain unknown has left four children behind whom are all girls. She was a single mother. When I would come across a few of her posts on social media I didn't want to be too hasty in my thoughts from the way her looks have changed. I should have taken those moments, and reached out, but I did not.
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I am sorry ....
I pray for a solution to those who suffer from addiction, and I hope love, and compassion comes back to the circle of our lives...
R.I.P old friend.