Addiction & Struggle

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Memoir  |  House: Booksie Classic
A short poem of a day in the life of me currently in recluse of my addiction and its impact on my family.

Submitted: April 04, 2011

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Sometimes I feel that life is not life at all, threw my choices
I know this from inside voices.
To live in agony from a bad past
Something know one chose but me
So who to blame but me
This is obvious I can see
What I can’t is shortcoming of me
Feel like giving up giving in
Sin, Sin, Sin,
But its in my wife & daughters eyes I find hope
Hope to get threw this and get better
If not for them , then for who
Not me
If its left to me I can’t see the end in sight
Like a constant battle and true fight
Fight like I never have
Sometimes I wonder if I have what it takes
The time is what kills
Time I don’t know that I can endure
Pure weakness
On my behalf
Hard on myself
Maybe the answer or maybe not
Addiction is the catalyst of my destruction
Yet I know but don’t go.
Why?
Am I but a fool
If its gods will for me to live
Live and live right
Then lets go
Do not & will not drag a beautiful family down with me for eternity in this life.


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