Lost in the Past

Two years and one month
Since we parted company for good
A friendship strangely spanning decades
I thought about today while in the wood
Where the stream forks and cascades
Down into the dark unknown

Seven or so years ago
Once again you had hit it big
A year went by without seeing each other
That lump sum paid turned you into a pig
My old friend and blood brother
Living large,lots of cocaine

Shitting in high cotton
It almost did you in that time
Freebasing with that skinny coke whore
Two souls turned into foul globs of slime
Packing up,she walked out the door
Once your money ran out

In the hospital near death
That large living almost killed you
Later penniless and living off your kin
A mere shadow of the friend I once knew
My decision to assist you again
In your hard time of healing

Those eras that came and went
A friendship spanning fifty years
The paths,pipe,bottles and women we shared
Our yearnings,labors,goals,hopes and fears
Through good and bad times we fared
Lost decades of high adventure

Blissfully lost in the clouds
A dope addict's kicks and thrills
For two decades I tried to keep up with you
Illegal white powders and prescription pills
More than most others could ever do
Then we grew a little older

With age I had to slow down
A little smoke and a rare stiff drink
While miles away you are now smoking crack
Two years and one month ago made me think
My old friend would never come back
Now with others lost in the past