Addiction

I shall never know how deeply felt her anguish Too young to sever the roots of her own suffering Unable to fathom how deeply in remorse she languished The demons in her mind and soul clutching, cluttering, Scrambling her ability to sort out the issues of life In mid-life she departed, too early, too soon was gone From interminable years of struggle with unabating strife Somewhere in the spiritual realm of peace she trudges on. Written December 23, 2020 Contest sponsored by Levasseur