A Child's Face

I was dreaming, when I was awaken, of a child's face. Who held no expression. No thoughts, no feelings, Who was in a deep depression. She was in a world of alcohol and drugs, a world of no hope. She was in such misery, which meant she had no serenity Her life was in such distress, how could she get rid of this mess. Alcohol and drugs was her way of life, reality just bites. Sometimes she was such a dope, but treatment and A.A. was her only hope. She could of died that cold November night, but she didn't, she put up a fight. To look at her face that holds an expression. To see her eyes, that have no depression, She is very courageous to say, that alcohol and drugs are not the way. She finally found some peace of mind, Because that child's face was really mine.