I was never the hero of
My own life. Nor did I try to
Be. I ran. No Red Badge of Courage.
No Olympiad. No laurels to be placed
On a head bowed in humility. I ran...
In the wrong direction. I had a Dragon
To chase, you see. No St George,
However. I wanted to embrace the
Monster, and take it home. And in
Doing so, i was severely *burned
In the process*.
I've spent a majority of my life
severely addicted to drugs and
Alcohol. Anything. *** Amphetamines.
Acid. *** Anything that could
Alter my pathetic state. I was the
Walking Wounded. Dead. My drug
Of choice was ******* Crack. It did
The job better than anything else
I tried. The euphoria a road to
That fabulous beast unlike any other.
That pipe and lighter its flaming maw.
But, ironically, the rock of my shame
Lead to the Rock of my Salvation.
And I finally ran... into Jesus's arms.
May 17, 2017
May 17, 2017 at 2:57 PM UTC
I was never the hero of
My own life. Nor did I try to
Be. I ran. No Red Badge of Courage.
No Olympiad. No laurels to be placed
On a head bowed in humility. I ran...
In the wrong direction. I had a Dragon
To chase, you see. No St George,
However. I wanted to embrace the
Monster, and take it home. And in
Doing so, i was severely *burned
In the process*.
I've spent a majority of my life
severely addicted to drugs and
Alcohol. Anything. *** Amphetamines.
Acid. *** Anything that could
Alter my pathetic state. I was the
Walking Wounded. Dead. My drug
Of choice was ******* Crack. It did
The job better than anything else
I tried. The euphoria a road to
That fabulous beast unlike any other.
That pipe and lighter its flaming maw.
But, ironically, the rock of my shame
Lead to the Rock of my Salvation.
And I finally ran... into Jesus's arms.
I've decided to write a book about
My addiction... and salvation. It's going to take up a
Great deal of time, so please bear
With me... thanks!
♡ Catherine
