It’s hard to slow a fast heart
One that gallops on ahead of reason
And routine
And dies alone on motel tile
The why … you’ll never know
A heart too fast
It’s hard to slow a fast heart
One that gallops on ahead of reason
And routine
And dies alone on motel tile
The why … you’ll never know
Saying nothing in particular 
Thank you for your photo and drawing, Jan. I am so sorry you and your family are living this dreadful event. You all are in my thoughts and prayers.
Thanks Jude.
So very sorry.
💔
Heart breaking words, Jan. Hugs.
So sad, Jan. Is this for your nephew? What a difficult time! My heart goes out to all of you.
Thanks, Janet – my nephew decided to drink himself to death. I’m not sure why – he had so much going for him. It’s been a little over two weeks and I’m just now beginning to get my strength back.
I can’t imagine your pain and even more so that of his parents. ðŸ˜
So sorry Jan such a tragedy sending prayers to you and your family 💜💜💜
Thanks Willow.
Blessings 💜💜
Oh Jan, I am so sorry. Your words here express the brutality and pain of a life cut short…so very tough to swallow.
Thanks Jet. We all tried to reach him but he just slipped away.
Condolences, Jan.
I know what it’s like.
A few in part of my family have done this.
So sorry to hear.
Same to you!
A melancholy poem, penned well.
Thank you!
I’m sorry for your loss