The pain that you felt inside
trapped like a prisoner
control from one pill to the next
wondering what the next one will do
Will it heal you or would it kill you
It gives you images of suicide
But the dr. said it will heal you
Cash flow kept you paralyzed
In her comfort zone of money
Told you material things were more precious
I told you material things are not love
The gift of life is precious
You have only one shot
Here today gone tomorrow
One never knows when the candle blows out
Resting in the gates of heaven
I do hope that's where you are
You let me go, I excepted it
At times I was like a little child trying to hold on
But I realized I could not keep on saving you
My life you even tried to take
It is time to let go
You are now in the hands of the creator
Entering into the gates of Heaven
Is where I hope your pain is gone
And you are free from sadness
and torment from all those pharmacy medicine
©2011/Kyrah B L Hale
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