I never thought that such a thing can happen to an honor student,

Never thought that it would esclate the way it did,

Never thought it would go this far.

Never thought our family would be caught in the storm of alcoholism.

I have no clear idea of how the storm gained momentum, but harmless fun quickly went sour over time,

like how and innocent rain shower slowly develops into a destructive hurricane,

leaving nothing functioning in in it's path. 

Slowly, the endless nights of tears flowly uncontrollably from my face for countless nights took its toll. 

I kept thinking, "things will be better if I just go away."

I realized that you can't dance without a body, that there were people who cared and wanted to see my life improve. 

But how can you improve someone if all they care about is that one last drop of booze.

God was on my side that fateful Christmas, 

telling my father that life was not about how drunk you were, and shown him what he had done to his wife and kids.

I was mad at our Savior for a while, 

how can someone who created Life itself almost take it in a flash?

But then I knew that He had done what was best for his children.

People will the past is in the past, but I will forever have to live with the question "Why?"