Someone's Mother

She takes a hit and her darkened life is lit up as if it were Christmas. Her drugs are like her weapon. The lighter is the trigger and the pipe the gun. She aims and pulls the trigger. swallowing her bullets one by one. This is her children's hell and she doesn't even see it. Blinded by the counterfeit happiness she's drowning in her addiction pulling the family down as well. She is too far for anyone to reach out to. Her promises are myths that's been told constantly. She was once a beautiful mom and now is a ugly monster that no one recognizes. Trust is now broken like a shattered mirror. The family is in mourning as if she were dead. This woman's will power is on low, how can anyone refill it again. Life itself has left a horrible taste killing her slowly everyday. Her soul screams for help but it is muted by every pill she takes. Her best friend and lover is molly, she can't seem to go a day without it. This woman is accustomed to running. Running from family, running from life, running from herself. She was once intelligent, she was once loving, she was once someone's mother.