At the age of six, a special day her birthday,
would alter her life for many years. Day by day
an explosion of gasoline, totally consumed by fire.
This little girl clung to life, doctors saying she would expire.
Day and night her mother never left her side.
Gripped with fear decisions to make, having to decide
month after month the battle for her life grew easier.
But a new battle would she face, one even harder.
Drugs to control the pain were a must, aimed to ease.
Leaving her to live a life addicted to drugs, a horrible disease.
As a child she described the shots as the drug to make her float.
Innocent to the effects of this, to young to take note.
One battle was traded for another, no way for her to win.
Now addicted to drugs, no way to know this would begin.
For years she tried to over come her addiction to no avail.
Seeking treatment and counseling only both to fail.
Today this battle she fights no more, clean and sober.
A battle spawned from another, for her is finally over