If only one,
Could show me the way.
Without toxins
Circling my brain.
Without slurring
Words that I say.
Without praying
For my last day.
Without digging
An awaiting grave.
Without feeling myself
Wither away.
But today is the day,
I put this all at bay.
As I travel to the land
Of safe haven.
That is where I will stay.
Nov 26, 2023
Nov 26, 2023 at 3:23 PM UTC
If only one,
Could show me the way.
Without toxins
Circling my brain.
Without slurring
Words that I say.
Without praying
For my last day.
Without digging
An awaiting grave.
Without feeling myself
Wither away.
But today is the day,
I put this all at bay.
As I travel to the land
Of safe haven.
That is where I will stay.
This poem is a very personal one for me, as I am surrounded by loved ones who suffer/suffered with addictions. They have overcome so many obstacles and I am forever proud of them. If you can relate to this, please know that you are not alone. I am proud of you too, always.
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