Read Poem: Serenity Lane by Jason Hartman

A shadow of a man I used to be
A bag of bones brittle and broken you can see
A stray dog would not even nibble upon me

I made it here by the grace of God
It’s the only reason that makes sense to me
The places I used to dwell; Hell bound indeed

Pitiful sorrow drowning in drugs
Swimming in disease if you please
My friends all demons wanting the worst for me
Got their wishes fulfilled you see

A beacon of light through the fog I see
An illusion or lie or could it actually be
A hand of help reaching out just for me

Nothing to lose its all been lost
but this hand I grab and it grabs me
The grip unbreakable as it drags me upon
a raft of hope to a path of light
to save my soul to Serenity Lane

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