Where are you now?

You kept it real You told no lies,Sometimes the truth may come as a surprise  You told me I needed help I didn’t believe you, And now that the pain medicines gone  I'm starting to need you  You answered questions I never asked,You helped me understand my past  I thank you for being there for holding my handFor keeping me sane, And helping me stand  And now that you gone I see that you were right Because the addiction has became unbearable to fight

This poem is about: 
My family

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