Falling Star Quarterback

It started with an injury from,
A tackle at a football game.
If only someone could have known
His life would soon be down the drain.

Rushed to the nearest hospital,
Doctor said he'd recover in due time
Just some broken bones, a busted knee.
A few months he should be fine.

Quarterback in a wheelchair,
Rolling through the busy halls.
Who would have known those painkillers,
Would lead to this star's downfall?

He began to become addicted
He needed his precious pills.
And so began his rollerroller coaster
Of twists and turns and spills.

He tricked his loving mother,
And lied to dear old Dad.
"I never took four pills this morning.
I swear, only two is what I had."

An error from the pharmacist they thought,
So although he was no longer in pain,
His prescription was renewed again,
And selling drugs became his game.

His teammates became the clients,
In his illegal, in-school trade,
And since his meds were very strong,
He became wealthy with what he made.

And with the money that he got,
from selling the meds to his friends,
He bought different, new and very powerful drugs.
You could tell tragedy would soon impend.

Soon enough his supply got scarce
His doctor would no longer prescribe,
So without the money he earned,
The money he owned he couldn't provide.

They wanted, needed the money he owed,
And no matter how hard the kid tried,
From these veteran dealers,
The Star Quarterback couldn't hide.

Now he's back in the hosptal,
This time he's the one to blame.
In the end he'll probably make it,
But he will never be the same.