DAMN

DAMN!

What happened to the daily smiles, kisses & hugs. Love you'd turned into depression and suicidal thoughts, deadly enough to turn pills into slugs, shooting up and shooting off.

The sparks that fly after you say goodbye don't provide oohs and ahhs. They demand hate and sobs, and generations that don't recover from the gasoline blanket you lit to reveal your unhappiness instead of opening up and letting help in.

DAMN!