Poem entitled “grenades”
Goals and challenges, challenges and goals
testing myself for strength for I lack control
A journey to learn about myself as a whole
time will only tell if i mange to successfully uphold
my end of the bargain and the road that lays ahead
Lost and not yet found I will take 1 step at a time
always on edge is this life of mine
conforming to fear should be seen as a loss
consorting with ravens should be unholy deeds laid to rest at the cross
imperfections are bled out, wrapped up with indifference soaked band-aid’s
My life last year was on a path where it was surely to fade
I almost met my match with life’s unforgiving needles and blades
Through it all somehow I have managed to save myself from handfuls of dirty grenades
But I surely am not myself for I can no longer be chemically enslaved
borrowing things that were not ever meant for me
today marked a change i hope the whole world can see and believe
last year I was a thief and today I am at peace
addiction has been beaten but is still one hell of a dangerous beast
