im tired of giving myself away fragmented pieces left to lie please not today humbled before God on my knees I knealt asked to guide me and remove the pain i felt i didnt want my addictions anymore path to enlightment discoveries made life once again is worth living for I awake to the dawn with utter appreciation of a brand new day slowly but surely I think im finding my way with hope set on the early mornings horizon for god removed my temtptation victorious for another day won my pride soars as I work towards success inally able to think clearly free from that awful mess
poem 5
the drugs are calling again im so not prepared to hit a dead end keeping myself preoccupied can go only so far trying to figure out what my choices really are slim to none whats to reel me back in fearing the fact of the possibility of again falling write away the urge i think maybe this will help me not sink a product ofmy own man made destruction for whom i can only blame but myself for what ive done choices made lessons learned myself to blame if i get burned
Good writing boondock, I wrote a lot when I was locked up found one awhile back brought tears to me, brought back some bad memory's but was good to read knowing I am not in that prison today.
