Hope

He was a good friend of mine

He died

Why I write about it now?

Gotta honor him somehow

Saw some people crying that night

Yeah, Fentanyl took a few lives from our life

Alright

I awoke in the middle of the night

He spoke

With his eyes half closed

Can you get me something else to eat?

Got a hole in my chest

I can’t take it anymore

Put my pillow to the test

Let me rest

In the house they were calling out his name

All night

Taking turns on the bed

Throwing bottles from the windows of the home

On Hope Street

You can write a check in my name now

Eddie take the money and run