Addiction Eye

Poem - Addiction Eyes

Do things differently one told Liz In order to change there will be a quizHas desperation climaxed to its peak?Or is she going to be back on the street this week?Not my first rodeo I tried to instillSwearing prior clean time was exceptional, minus self-will

Taking all the credit before 
Now here I see there it was not me that had the cure.

During my four month tour
Those three plus years became a blur
Memories of sobriety are now a flashback

Dwindling cause addiction seemed so lackAt twenty-three, sitting at A New Day still in denialOver my first bottom SH*T now wishing that was my finalSlowly growing a never ending "Have Never"List, while my disease was growing cleverFull of reservations to go Intensifying addiction grew on the lowIf anyone was to harm, insult, or wrong me enoughMy disease was doing push-ups getting toughSitting waiting patiently for relapse dayNot realizing while floating this summer in the bay

Taking that self-will back was all wrong
Jeez that did not take long
Now planted on this hard chair here
In New Hope pondering on my future fear

As I said before that four month tourLanded me on New Hope's floor"The game remains the same," shared a speaker womanRecovering member shared; however, I had my own planJudgment and research must be betLooking back maybe there should have been a betI led myself into dark placesNever knowing exactly anyone's facesFor the mask I wore greyUntil finally one day stated, "Hey,

Recall when one had 'freedom, happiness, love?"
Awaiting for that perfect day with the white dove

Surrender now before death does come Those emotions positive and negative are numbAccomplishments, aspirations, and dreams were downNot realizing how much resembling a clownAbout to be six feet undergroundTrying to find myself before being boundTo his evil ways, not the life for meFinally coming to terms you seeClown to addiction I was becomingWearing dirty cleans and bumming
An older-time told me, "Remember where you come from BUM!"

Around, that's not me! For I am Never again going to be a victim to his scam.My feeling are coming backEmotions are vibrant here with full push pack

These days are filled with joy and prideWalking shoulders pulled back with a strideREST IN PEACE ADDICTION, that journey is finishedLeaving that "Never Have List" to be dismissedNow daily my Recovery Process is my quizAnd, yes at this journey Liz truly is a Wiz