Up was when his brother showed up
and they hugged each other tight
the first time they had done this
in a very long time last night.
Down was when his brother bought
him chips and soda’s to graze on
not realizing this would accent
his regular trips to pawn.
Up was when he happily said
he applied for a job in town
his hopeful voice from one person
who didn’t turn him down.
Down was when he woke up
angry and climbing the walls
screaming for no apparent reason
just serious painful withdrawals.
Up was when he said I love you
and heard the same from his brother
something he usually only hears
from his crazy cat lady mother.
Down was when he couldn’t stop
himself from leaving and I knew
he was heading back to the misery
and horror he’s grown so used to.
it was a tough week folks
sorry I can’t write anything positive today
may God Bless You All with children
who never ever try meth!