Will everyday hurt just a little bit less,
until one day its just a memory?
Gathering dust in the back of your mind,
is this what its like in recovery? .
All of the stress the drama and crime,
that goes with the lifestyle of ****.
What do you do with yourself anymore,
now that none of those things are left?

No more 3 am bedtime and hating your life,
no more walking the streets day and night.
No more wishing that you could for once just relax,
and not worry that there'd be a fight.
No more people pretending to be your best friend,
just to turn 'round and steal all your stuff.
No more doing anything you possibly could,
to get money so you could buy drugs.
No more silently screaming inside your own mind,
wishing that all of this would  just stop.
No more hiding in fear when you hear a siren,
cuz you'll no longer worry its cops.
No more crying yourself to sleep every night,
because somebody else has your kids.
No more spending the days just lost in your thoughts,
about every single milestone missed.
No more trying to think of an answer to give, to your 5 year old child when they ask.
"Mommy and daddy why dont I live with you?
Because YOU'RE my REAL mom and dad."

I've got some advice if you need some help,
so please listen closly my friend.
There is a few things I think you should try,
If you really want your addiction to end.
Boredom is dangerous so don't be alone,
but dont hang out with your old friends.
Find some new people to surround yourself with,
you've got to force this addiction to end.
Its not going to work if you don't give all you've got,
addicts don't want you to get clean at all.
Misery loves company they'll just drag you down,
cuz they would rather facilitate your fall.
So keep to yourself and some new sober friends,
and always believe you'll succeed.
Just keep on going one day at a time,
and from this addiction you'll see you've been freed.

Strangers with memories of who each of them had been,
All the people that they had known,
And every place they'd ever seen.
Passed by eachother in the street without saying a word,
But just for half a second their eyes locked,  his and hers.
It sent them both into memories,
They thought they had forgot.
The mind can easily  be lied to but can the heart, seems it can not.
That moment had reminded her of all the things he said,
The promises of forever and sweet kisses on her head.
And the pain which also came with that almost made her cry.
He had broke his promises, and she never found out why.
He left her broken and alone wondering how he wanted this.  
So quickly she had to look away, and try to forget that he exist.

"You were an unpleasant memory, now you're my reminder to be more cautious of the people I invest my time in.
You're my reminder to see people for who they are, and not who I want them to be."

Wow I almost cried reading this,
Way to true to me.
This is how I see you now,
What you chose to be to me.
Its taken, a ******* long *** time,
But I think I'm finally starting to heal.
The heartbreak I thought was a curse before,
Was needed, so that love and happiness, could be revealed.
Sure, I may still wish things were different,
But that wish is smaller with each passing day.
And one day, that wish will be gone,
And ill be okay with the fact,
you didn't stay.
I have two amazing daughters,
Who fill my heart with joy.
And its not me thats going to drown in regret,
Cuz unlike you, I'm someone they will not forget.
I will be there for them, everyday that I can,
the good days and bad days too.
And those girls they know, they can count on me,
Just like they know, sadly they can't count on you.

Tears running down her face,
are the only proof she's seen his ways.
She tries to smile,
but can no longer pretend,
that the damage he's done,
is little enough to mend.
His eyes, they hide his lies so well,
that when he speaks,
she can no longer tell.
It's seems so long since she could trust,
In anything he said,
so

   she's
           given
                         up.