Category : Poems

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One more year has come to an end..
Sober another year I am..
The bitter after taste .. Is left in my mouth.
Stranger I have become to my own life.. ..no longer the bottle I carry ..empty conversation.. Can't cross the line of dedication.....my monsters I have caught ..and daily fights we fight ...every morning another trigger to lead me to total failure..but I see through all the chatter ..dont want my blood splattered ..for sober I remain calm and true to the game ..just another mark etched upon my stitches ..sober another year I hang my sanity and recovery persona for all to dwell upon,, yes I live the tall tale of being the one not to fall back into addictive ways no longer a prisoner of my own addiction hold...