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Sincerely Hannah

April 26, 2012
By Anonymous

Sincerely Hannah,
I never really thought about what drugs can do
but now that I've seen the effects
I care more for you

my darling little aunt
what have you become?
a monster, villain, crook?
no, you are my blood

that has become numb
I guess numb really isn't a good phrase
your body isn't numb at all
it is going through a phase

your agonizing back
your legs have turned black
the thing that has become an ugly flaw
the poison that is against the law

is controlling your every thought
it pains me to say this
but you have become
extremely caught

you say you want to help yourself
but it is sometimes hard for me to believe
when you’re sitting there doing nothing about it
makes me feel deceived

you have always been so much more
you have always been my friend
you have always been one of my favorite aunts
but we are drawing near the end

what is really disappointing
is you seem like you don’t even care
when every night
you are faithfully in my prayers

you never leave the house
you didn’t show up at christmas
me and our family
miss your assistance

and when you leave this earth, your living hell
I want you to know that I love you
I have always cared
and I’ll be somewhere granting you farewell

sometimes I cry myself to sleep
knowing that it could happen at anytime
who am I kidding? I shed a tear
everytime it comes to mind

do you believe in miracles?
do you believe in Christ?
If only I could be
your one and only sacrifice


do your kids, your flesh and blood
realize your condition?
I fear that they have always known that your addiction
if rising to an even greater affliction

and when you’re gone
they will have nothing left
and their pain for your money
will lead to theft

now you see who cares
I write you a letter
and all you can do
Is stare?

doesn’t your husband see what’s going on?
doesn’t he want to help?
of course not
he’s going through the same thing himself

I’m not saying he doesn’t love you
I’m not saying he doesn’t care
Im saying if he truly loves you
he should have a need to lessen your despair

I really do not want to think of the good memories anymore
when seeing you like this
alls I can really say is
godmother, you’ll be missed.


The author's comments:
The poem is titled, "Sincerely Hannah" because the poem is supposed to be like I'm writing a letter to my aunt, and since I do not want to write her name instead of putting, "Dear" I wrote, "Sincerely".
What inspired me to write this poem, was just seeing her the other day. Sitting on her chair, bent over, almost like she was dead. Seeing her legs, swollen, black and purple. Remembering the days where she was healthy and could walk. The woman who'd actually take her nieces and nephews to the zoo or the park, who'd let them stay the night eat pizza, and the aunt who'd when we walked into the door would put a one of her beautiful smiles and give us all a hug or two. Now that drugs has overcome her, the only place we ever see her, is on her chair sitting silently. Patiently waiting for her time to come.
I'm not the the only one who cries herself to sleep.

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