brother, it could have been me, but God chose you

to be somewhere and do the things that we don’t want to do

i hesitate to think of the deeds that i did, could have easily landed me where you are, or more likely dead

so don’t think you alone because ”we” are with you, sorry you were the one that had this to go through

it’s easy for me to say i know how it goes, but i’m not there and i don’t have a clue, but i know God is with you and he will walk with you all the way, until you are home again, with family and friends

never a thought about judging your path, the demon ” white powder” doesn’t care whom it eats, gobbles up lives and licks the plate clean

so it is with humility that i pen you this note, walk closely with ”Our Father” and hold His Hand tight and He will lead you through this maze, on the darkest of nights

God make the days teach all of us and may they pass swiftly for you, miss you

peace of the sky