Lost to the Darkness

Lost to the Darkness

I stood on the precipice, staring into the darkness, and turned away. Sadly, I lost a friend who stood in a similar place and instead of turning away, she walked into the darkness.

Rest Peacefully, My Friend

Rest Peacefully, My Friend

I hadn’t spoken to L in years. Her death has effected me on a level that surprised me. I think her lifelong struggle with addiction may have contributed. I guess this is when people say ‘she lost her battle with her demons.’ I guess.