He came in love and he left in love surrounded by family and close friends. I hope anyone fighting addiction will benefit from his life. He wrote his feelings and I have some in his poems. Through them I hope you can experience his depth and his heart. In the morning you re up.
Life is simple.
Mid-day you're down. Life is straight. At night your feelings can be spread all around. I just hope that it's not too late. The wind blows my name.