When your tragedies clouded your beautiful spirit

I cried for you.

When your mental illness was felt as abusiveness

I cried for you

When your courage appeared as weakness

I cried for you.

When your humanity was obscured by shame

I cried for you.

When forgiveness was continually given the guilt was unable to receive,

I cried for you


When the firewater became the hope to end the powerlessness

I cried for you.

When peace was one sip away from sleep

I cried for you.

When your grace gave way too indignity

I cried.

When the day had come and gone with out you hearing I love you

I cried.

I will not bid a mournful goodbye over your tragedies, mental illness, weaknesses, obscurities, powerlessness, shames, guilt, and indignity.

I cried

I however have wept when sleep was no longer evasive and the long awaited peacefulness is your final bed of rest.

I cried

When pain was no longer your companion

I celebrated

I cry for you no more.