Wrong Road

He was robbed of a chance when it took his breathe away Lost his balance between the line of life and death It blurred his eyes and stole his hope of change Took the glitter from his eyes, replaced with pools of grey It started young an addictive trait like a dare on death Unstoppable, running fast through his veins Cast a shadow of mistakes, his good was lost in pain He knew it was no life, so he was ready for a change Just know that even good intentions are sometimes just too late One last trip was all it took, a harmless night of play Hidden from the truth, his time was drifting away When dancing with a lethal drug, it’s better to refrain For when someone tried so hard but was still taken high above That reminder of forever pain should be enough to keep at bay ~In memory of Corey~