This is my poem of the day and that I injected myself with meth and I almost died. I was so far into a hole of drugs that I became so depressed I thought the only way out was to die. I want you all to know that I have been clean for 9 months now and I am almost on track to graduate. anyone at there that thinks they can't get clean. I swear you can it is extremely hard to but its all in your head.This is my first poem so I want feedback :) thank you for reading. :)
Revelation
Life is a precious thing,
One decision could change your life,
She never knew a heart could be so fast,
she hoped her family would forgive her,
she never thought death would come to her,
The look in her eyes was pure terror,
The busy beaver was beating away at her life,
She asked god to do this one favor,
"Please god get me out of this hole",
She felt her insides spinning inside her,
She heard the voices coming from inside her,
She began to realize she had a fever,
She began to shake for she knew she would die,
She began to accept what would happen,
She felt she sold parts of her soul,
A deep warmth began to arise inside her,
She never imagined god would spare her,
She knew none of her family would be Griever's,
Her heart began to slow,
A great weight lifted off her shoulders,
She never knew she would love to be years older,
The voices stopped speaking from inside her,
Her insides stopped moving from inside her,
I knew I would strive to a great treasure.
