by Wayne Gates   Nov 21, 2016

I have been thinking about a friend of mine named Scott.
Scott was troubled with the burdens of life like I was an still can be at times.
We both drank and drugged like the raging addicts that we were.
But there was always one major difference between us. I reached out when I became overwhelmed and Scott pulled inward.
I went to rehabs, Scott did not.
I prayed. Scott did not
I poured out my pain in verse. Scott did not..
I recovered. Scott did not.
I survive. Scott did not.
Scott took his life and I began to live mine.
To share your burden not only helps you, It helps others to relate.
Alone we perish, together we survive.


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  • 1 year ago

    by Marvellous

    Believe is the gap between us. A concerned heart, shall make difference.

  • 1 year ago

    by Denise Jefferson

    Two people who chose different path, one lives and one doesn't. If only we could see to reach out. So sad

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