SUNSHINE AFTER THE RAIN

One day when I was young, I heard a knock at our door.
It sounded familiar, like I had heard it before.
I opened the door, and to my surprise,
There stood a young man with well combed hair and dark eyes.

He said, “I have the answers; are you ready to play?”
So I stole some money and I said okay.
There were the answers that I had always sought.
Liquids, pills, and powders, and I bought and bought.

Then one day, my friend suddenly changed.
His face became ugly, calloused, and deranged.
He grabbed my hand and we tore through the town.
My loved ones and friends could only watch and frown.

He kept whispering something I could only guess.
It sounded like he was repeating, “Yes, Yes, Yes.”

How quickly from fun to very near death.
How quickly from one beer, to smoking crystal meth.
I thought of my family, oh what a mess,
But all I heard was screaming, “Yes, Yes, Yes.”

I had to find help; I was at my wits end.
I had lost my child, my family, and my friends.

I said, “God are you there? Can you help me, please?”
A sudden peace came over me and I fell to my knees.
God answered the riddle that so long I did guess.
Why my addiction kept screaming, “Yes, Yes, Yes”

It’s because I kept asking night after night
It’s going to be different this time, right?

I said, “God, I’m not worth it; I feel like a jerk.”
He said, “Suit up and show up; it’s time to go to work.”

Now it’s been eight years since I had my last drink.
It’s given me time to remember and think.

So I am here to tell you in this little rhyme.
Life keeps getting better one day at a time.
So when you think you are going insane.
There’s always sunshine after the rain

Poetry in my veins ♥️

©️ Omondi