With spikes our veins, pikes calling our name, and straws showing no shame we carried our load down the deep dark road. People who were once on our journey are now lifeless on a gurney. This disease does not discriminate, it will take anyone it can incriminate. Recovery is our only option for survival from this internal malady inside our brain. When we choose this option we finally enter the correct lane. Recovery offers a daily reprieve from the evil that once had us captured and almost dead. We have survived and made it to the shore so that we can now be led. Once we are led further along we can sing to others our daily song. No addict should have to die without recovery as an option to survive. Now that our load is lighter we can show others how to be a strong fighter. We are all warriors against the drugs that have destroyed us, and staying focused on recovery daily for our medicine is a must!
About the Creator
maribeth baker
I am an inspirational recovery poet. I have 2 kids and an a former widow of 6 years and am now currently engaged to an amazing man that just so happens to have the same name as my late husband.
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