Invisible
Asleep on a pavement
Filthy and gaunt
Empty bottle beside him
Drowning demons that haunt
Few teeth, hair matted
No shoes on calloused feet
Spirit beaten and broken
Years living on the street
Weathered, aged beyond his years
His mind lost to the booze
Alone, unseen, neglected
Trapped ,afraid ,confused
A precious young man full of life
Until addiction robbed his soul
Money for the next bottle
Now, his only life’s goal
Swore he would never be like him
Now he lay ,tagged John Doe on a slab
Cause of death…..Alcoholism
Exactly like his dad!
Copyright © Deb M | Year Posted 2024
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