Michael

Use them as needed, use them as prescribed
Daily and nightly, your addiction has soon derived
It started off so gradually for the pain was ever so real
Then the abuse quickly accelerated to the point of it being surreal

Such a strong loving man, full of compassion and a zest for life
You, my baby brother have now lost the ability to feel any contrite
This is all an illusion, one full of much agony, suffering and pain
Turn the illusion around Michael; take away the desolation and disdain

What happened to that loving soul who had many goals and endless pride?
Has he left me forever or is this something which will simply come to subside?
Please take control and fight…. fight with all your might
For I cannot bare the thought of losing you to a path of deadly delight

You possess all the power to win this battle, which is ever so true
But it’s up to you to take the reins and release the chains bound to you
I now see a lost man, whose life has turned completely array
Please my baby brother come back to me, please come back to me to stay

Story ID:	1795
Written by:	Stacy Lynn Stiles (bio, contact, other stories)
Story type:	Poem
Location:	Tomah WI USA
Year:	2007