These are poems about my family and what happened. How it fell apart. Some stuff i havent told anyone so yeah. Most of it is just me getting it off my chest. Opening up about it.


9. Finally doing good

It's been a month and 

we see him more.

He's been working.

He's paying bills.

Taking his medication.

Being a father again.

We get to see him every weekend.

He's happy and joyful.

No more drugs.

No more abuse.

He's finally doing good.


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