A Fixer's Change

A Fixer’s Change
Lost! He was lost to us all
A son, on whom all hope was pinned,
Lost to the world of his desire;
Substance abuse, needles and wind.
He was a shame, disgrace to them
Family felt bad, knowing his deeds,
But he was in bondage of those highs-
Robbed, cheated to buy his needs.
A few grams of powder to sniff away
To another realm of dimension and space,
Just a few hours then back to the strain
Fixing, sniffing or snorting a chase.
Time was running out, he had to change
Went into rehab and struggled his way
Through recovery, life to rearrange,
For wife and children, once three he betrayed.
He surrendered to God his life so broken
Began to be trusted by kids and wife
Society forgot his inglorious past
Learnt to relive and honestly survive.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2023

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