It’s because of the addiction I’ve been covering.
Why does the chaos never cease?
All I need is just a little peace!
I feel so beaten down and weak-
Yet all day long it’s drugs I seek.
Today I’ll try a brand new scene.
It’s to my Heavenly Father I’ll lean.
I prayed so hard with all my heart.
I heard Him say, “You’ll have a fresh start.”
For now I’m held in His hand.
Life is a lot easier to understand.
I’m not alone and no longer smothering.
I’m just an addict truly recovering.
One Reply to “Recovering”
Stunning poem, the recovery however is not from the drugs; it’s recovery from the truth unless you have not yet admitted it. The drugs will stay until we have dealt with what caused us to use in the first place; there is a light there always was, you will never notice the light unless there is dark.