Thanks to Jodie G. for submitting this beautiful poem.
Shame, guilt, remorse,
Could I possibly feel any worse?
Anger, resentment, pain,
Coursing through my veins.
Prisoner of disease,
Crawling on my knees.
Please help me, I mumble,
In the dark I do stumble.
Looking for the light,
So far out of sight.
Feeding my addiction at all cost,
All hope is lost.
Spiritually bankrupt,
Feeling completely stuck.
Unable to hide
Behind my mountain of false pride.
Pain is so great,
I begin to suffocate.
Fear mounting so high,
I think I might die.
Then a hand reaches out,
To me, one so full of doubt.
Saying “why don’t you try our way?”
Just for today.
Shaken, hopeless, and beaten,
I attended the meeting.
Inside I found warmth and laughter,
A sense of being together.
One day, one step at a time,
Out of the pit I began to climb.
Trembling along the way,
Hoping for a new day.
Then the miracle happened,
The chains were broken.
Freedom and happiness at last,
No longer prisoner of the past.
Spiritual connection made,
No reason to be afraid.
The amazing gift of sobriety,
So freely given to me.
For this I will forever be,
A grateful addict in recovery.
For all who still suffer,
Just know you can recover!
