One in which he wasn't
Stable, now settled in a
Better Place after removing
cards From that table
Endured a life of many pains
Most induced by himself,
Pushed by siblings hands
To walk the route of better
Health
A track with razor sharp turns
And steep mountainous hills,
Alone his car couldn't make
It His families aid played
The wheels
Now equipped with full wheel
Drive he stands on his own
Two feet,
When he sleeps......
That's the time in which
He lacks the will of his
Family
Sweet dreams..... In the case of
Having painful cavities,
Nightmares of his substance
Abuse days moments he felt
His world lacked gravity
chased Down an endless
Road with his past on his
Heels, His motioned slowed
His heart raced his breath
Lost as if he was running
Up a hill.
Thick clouds of smoke
Taunted him as he
Searched for his breath,
It's appearance he knew
To well it mocked a
Mirrors effect
Unable to shake himself
He's repeatedly forced to
Become one, these dreams
Reunite him with his past
A time in life he felt was done
How can one distance himself
From dream supported illusions,
Haunted Throughout his sleep
Which contributes greatly
to his daily Pollution
He's far gone
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