White Collar Junkie
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Breaking The Chain
WEST WING
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"Breaking The Chain"
In my days of shadows, I once did roam,
chasing illusions, leading me far from home.
Heroin’s deadly grip and meth’s cold kiss, led me astray down addictions abyss.
The years passed, and the light did shine,
and I decided, at age fifty-five, to draw a red line. Clean and sober, I built a good life anew, I let hope enter my life, and I was through.
My two children loved me all
through this time, urging me on to find myself and peace of mind. Renee on my side, with a steady glow, while Rap and I hput on a chemical shit-show.
Now at eighty-four I was able to see, the man I was, and the man I wanted to be.
The valleys were deep, the consequences were steep, my life out of control, the lessons weren’t cheap.
I no longer in the Devil’s hellish domain, lad to be back on track in the sober lane. My time here is short, but not all is in vain, as love from my children...
broke the chain.
-Peter