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Amends

My recovery journey.

By Elli McFarlanePublished 5 years ago 1 min read

Now steadfast in recovery,

I owe you an apology,

I can only pray my

amends be received.

Addiction within,

cast me with sin,

a demon born

when I started.

Intoxicated haze,

unaware of my ways,

I left you broken hearted.

Words are hollow,

I know now the sorrow,

I inflicted in my daze.

I've cast out the devil,

my spirit now level,

I've committed to

changing my ways.

The old me reborn,

yet I remain somewhat forlorn,

at how my world has changed.

My apology now written,

a response no need be given,

just know I'll love and miss you

forever and always.

I'm sorry.

surreal poetry

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Elli McFarlane

Perspective changes everything.

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    Written by Elli McFarlane