Overdose The most frightening thing I’ve ever seen was your face that one lurid night. Dampened with layered sweat, your hair matted and frayed, your body weak but still thrashing with violent motion. Your cries: “help me” you said, “I won’t let it defeat me” you screamed, “don’t let her know” you pleaded. He took you home. They took you to the hospital. They called the cops. The cops called me. I tried. I tried to protect you. I failed. You almost died that night.         -Fritz Hodges
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Yeah... that was a pretty terrifying night. The poem's not very good, but it's still important to me.