Gone. Poem by Cheryl Esparzapolomino

Popping Pills like Candy.... Deliscious devine, the white bright light shining brightly heavily into my dark broken eyes.... My broken dark eyes, reflection of my heart.... Cracked, broken bleeding silently... My name a shameful spoken broken whisper, lost in the shadows..... Never again will be said, I hear him calling me home.... Never again said, after I take his hand and let him lead me home..... Never again seen, heard or felt...... Gone.