Selfish Addiction
What does addiction do to the children with no choice
with four boy’s I was the youngest none had a voice
seeing a father in handcuffs wanting to say goodbye
As he bent down the smell of alcohol was magnified
I saw a mother in trouble but to small to help her distress
I saw a brother beaten bloody, none of the four had rest
I saw a small boy walk by then backhanded to the face
I saw hate in his heart never to leave his addiction
Living in fear of one never forgetting his feelings of anger
How can one take another placing them in mental danger
He only saw his own face as if we were all strangers
Death became him in a trailer fire not one tear did I sob
Contest: Addiction
Sponsored By: Rob Levasseur
Date Created: 12/23/2020
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