Creating Dreams through sobriety

A poem I wrote for a sibling who had just lost her brother. He spent must of his life drunk, but was in recovery his last four years.

This lady asked me if I had ever written a poem about an alcoholic going to heaven since they had already spent their time in hell.

This was the result. Hope you enjoy.

The Battles Lost... The War's Won

he fought a battle he could never win
a vicious cycle he was in
he tried many ways to stay in control
but eventually alcohol would take its toll

loss of friends and family
he was blind to what they'd see
no longer able to play his games
he was alone... filled with shame

pride was gone when surrender came
after that his life was never the same
he began to smile again
and made amends to long lost friends

he was grateful for what he believed
a Higher Power he would receive
as best he could he dealt with the past
and found humility... at long last

he was spiritually sound
when he was laid in the ground
his mind was crystal clear
when he awoke... shedding tears

the sky was bright...
when he saw a figure in the light
he fell to his knees
pleading for forgiveness... please

"Stand up, my son,
your battle is done."
"You have won your war,
come on through Heaven's door."

"You died sober and have been blessed,
it's time to enjoy your eternal rest."
"Forget the Hell you've been through,
because, My child, I've always loved you."

Creating Dreams, from the nightmares of hell
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