I was 19 at the time 

My mother had since lost her smile as I grew older

I missed the days we would spend together

Most days she would come home drugged out and drunk

On this particular day

I came home after a day working

Surprisingly I found a job as a sales person

I came home around 7pm per usual

My mother was passed out on her chair 

Or so I thought

I walked over to her 

She had a mostly empty pill container on the table

I shook her, concerned 

However, the realization hit me 

She was as cold as ice 

Her skin paler than usual 

The lifeless look in her eyes

The concern faded quickly

I couldn't help but laugh

The only person that I had liked

She was the light in the endless darkness

Now that she was gone, I felt relief 

The one thing keeping me in control is now gone

And I couldn't help but smile.