Of drugs and into that world you fell,
and alas I knew you once, but you had changed,
you had changed from the person you were,
to an unpredictable person,
a person that I did not know very well at all,
and I saw you at the start, on the path to destruction,
I saw the headlines that featured you,
and I saw your behaviour,
that was out of character to the person that I once knew,
and you,
you mugged, and you robbed,
and you did what you did,
and I shed tears for you,
I shed tears for you, and we became distant,
and now I regret it,
but there would have been nothing that I could have done,
for I saw you at the start, and I read about you at the end,
and you gassed yourself to death in your car,
and when I think of you,
I think of you before all your problems,
and I think of all the great times that we shared,
and I think of the times when you were in such a state,
after your problems began,
and oh, how my heart breaks in two over you,
how it breaks in two,
for who you were,
and who you became, I could not fully comprehend,
or understand but I cared, I really cared,
but I felt helpless,
and I wished I could have helped more than I could do,
but no matter,
no matter how many times I go over it in my head,
it is too late, and you are buried in the ground,
and saving you was more challenging,
than I ever knew would be true.
