The way you danced with my angels
When you were full of demons
The way you made yourself apart of my life
Even when I would try to push you away
The way you said my name
The way you, were just you
The way you found comfort in your
Skateboard
The way you were beautiful
In a heartbreaking kind of way

That was until you revealed the real you
Your past
Everything
The good
The bad
You were still beautiful to me
But in a different way
You were just broken
You needed help
I told you that

Your past was something
I was not ready for
You told me of
The way you were abused
But
The way you would talk quietly
About the times you failed
At hanging yourself
Three different times
Was something that broke my heart
Into several pieces
I remember telling you
“If you ever need a reason not to kill yourself,
think of me.
I am your reason”
Your voice would break in the middle of words
Tears making you inaudible
The way you talked about the times
You were so high on drugs
That you passed out
The way you lied to me
For the reason you lied to me I still don’t know
Maybe because you were embarrassed
You said “I’m grounded, bye”
I heard from your brother
A different story
I heard “He went to Lakeland”
For those of you not familiar with this
That is a mental hospital

I hope for you to one day be better
To choose the right path
To have happiness
To meet your mother
The same mother that your abusive father
Stole you from when you were two

I am proud of you
I am proud you got out of the gangs,
The fights before it went any farther
Than just the two years in the
Juvenile Detention Center
I am proud of you for getting help
But most of all
I am proud to say
I have thought you were magnificent
Through out all of this being exposed to me