I have been internal weeping.
In my short history of life
a few years ago …….
2011.......today.
A Beautiful Human disappeared from my Facebook
She stopped posting.
In fact she had stopped breathing.
I don't want to say her name
Heroin I believe.
I don't want to say her name.
She always came
when I led late night 'Donuts'.
That was the name for a group work session.
Late night in a special needs Hostel.
same hostel
same time
same day
same opportunity for 100+ to come.
And they came in small or large numbers.
She did
I don't want to say her name.
She always carried a screw top coke bottle.
It did not contain cola
only
I don't want to say here name.
She always sipped on it.
She had other addictions too.
human and chemical
friends
I don't want to say her name.
She loved me
I loved her
she always joined in
She knew if one human
in that group of 8 to 25,
(whoever how many turned up)
had the courage to be honest
open up
share vulnerability
that it would help the whole group.
She did it
and it was dynamic.
I don't want to say here name.
She helped by opening her self
to all of us in the group
and giving permission to others
to do the same.
I don't want to say her name.
She had experienced
massive misuse by men.
She was fragile and vulnerable
She was beautiful
I don't want to say here name.
I have lots of photos of her
none which I will post here.
She would have liked to see her picture
she knew I loved her
She knows I love her
but I cannot even ......
I don't want to say her name.
She died alone
and I am still here
but I weep as I click
and
I will remember her for a lifetime.
Each time I remember her I delight & weep.
I don't want to say her name.
But I wanted to tell you about her.
A true beautiful human
a loss to the world
Her name is .....................
I so would love to say her name
but I won’t ………...
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Cash Converters,
turning televisions
into Heroin
since 1988
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