17th March 2004
By Roman G
Published 22 September 2016
That day, 17th March 2004
You weren't there, where you were supposed to be.
We called you to make sure
When you didn't answer, everybody was so worried and panicky,
We had to know where you were at
So we went to and checked your house and went through the hall,
Saw you on the couch lying a bit too flat,
You took too much of the worst medicine of all…
I'm sure that medicine made you feel good,
So good it made you want more,
But if you knew you weren't going to be there for my childhood
You would have stopped for sure
Two days later the day I was born,
You weren't there to be my godfather
And we were all really torn.
You tried that first time,
Maybe to be like a friend, or just to see how it was,
But after that first try you couldn't get enough.
Then on 17th March 2004,
You took a bit too much.