Dear Alicia

Alicia, I know you want to speak

About the things that are bothering you

Like the breakup you had a while back

It left you in the black

Don’t feel bad about it

It’s the last thing I want from a clever sweet but hurting

Girl such as yourself

Move on I want to tell you but you don’t

Want to listen you just want to ignore me

I’m sorry if you feel hurt

When I tell you to stay strong

In your struggles with addiction, confliction and a depiction

Of resentment that eats you alive every single waking hour

I know I can do better

I know you can wash away the pain and get help

I know I can

So please let me I promise I will change for the better

Let me still be your friend

If you need help

If you need a friend other than the broken

Shattered bottle, the remains of a night of heavy drinking

And heavy heartache, accompanied by a dark disturbing demon

That hissed insidiously you weren’t good enough, that you should leave the world

And never come back.

Give the finger to that voice inside your head telling you to quit

Raise that finger hi like pi in the sky

The voice, the nasty devil inside your mind who screams and screams when you’re not perfect

It exists, I’m not going to pretend it doesn’t, but

Seriously it can’t tell you how to live your life

It simply cannot. 

I know getting help is hard

But I will be there

To soothe your pain, the heartless demon that 

Worms like a bitter Applewood wormwood maggot inside your beautiful soul

I want to just sit and listen in complete quiet and silence 

To your expression of grief as the tears glisten

On your puffy face as you wipe away the last of your tears

So I can be, in the end, a better friend.