Withdrawals

He paces.  His eyes dart left and right.  One minute he sits, the next he is up.  Outside.  Inside.  Trembling.  Sweating.  Heart racing.  The beast rises up, tries to take control.  The only weapon is time.

The kids are playing.  We all move and flow in a twisted dance.  Stay out of the way.  Nervously watch the suffering.  He needs to eat something.  Get him something to eat.  What are we going to do?  Do we stay?  Do we go?  Is it over?  He wants help.  He doesn’t know what to do.

Let’s just go, let’s go where we are wanted.  Surrounded by family and friends.  All together.  Let’s go.  Maybe…just maybe….

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