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Ellie Sutton Sep 2021
Waking tired, but not sedated
And feeling calm, not agitated
Alarm's a gentle wake up call
And not a galling mental brawl

No regrets from the night before
No blackout I need to explore
Safe and sound and in control
The contents of my bag still whole

Hearing the birds, but not cursing
No pounding head in need of nursing
Seeing the sun, not trying to hide
But flinging the curtains open wide

Washing my hair without spacing
A steady heart, not one that's racing
Brushing my teeth without gagging
Getting ready, my feet not dragging

Pouring cereal into a bowl
Feeding my body and my soul
Fruit and juice pass through my lips
No cold pizza and leftover chips

Getting out the house with ease
Not scrambling round to find my keys
Leaving early, not running late
My brain able to operate
27 days sober and woke up feeling super positive. Had to write about it, to remind myself on the days I might feel less so :)
Ellie Sutton Sep 2021
I've never wanted
Something that burns my soul more.
Narcissistic *****.
Struggling today. Writing is therapy.
Robin Bulmer Sep 2021
The Luscious Scottish greenery is seeping into my coal black machinery
The surreal natural beauty surrounds my adopted and cold cruelty
I cautiously wandered to the Scottish Moor to try and find a teetotal cure
But it seems I have brought my terminal self with me,
I still continously play my sickening and bitter symphony

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