One Day At A Time
I’m still alive
Though not intact
I strive and strive
To stay on track
I try, I fail
I try again
I need to heal
It never ends
The coarse was set
With little wind
My sail’s a net
It’s hard to win
LIke a tattoo
One stain at a time
What I’ve accrued
Is pain in my prime
I work what I got
With smiles and grins
I want to give up
But fight giving in
So I’ll go on
One day at a time
Till I am upon
Life’s finish line
Written By: Bill MacEachern
I’ve experienced many downfalls in. My life, physical and mental abuse from mother and father, abandoned by father, alcoholic Parents, victim of ****** abuse, discovered my mother when she died...
I was falsely accused of child ****** abuse(found innocent) and had a shotgun stuck in my face during a bank robbery...
I attempted suicide several times, at least two were serious ,
My first attempt of sobriety was at the age of 20. A year after my mother died, I was successful for 5 years....
Bent on and off sobriety several times since, at this moment, sober again for 5plus years...
The poem is trying to describe what I feel is the reasons for my struggles in being more successful in life than I’ve been, it’s as if I have preprogramming to failure...
