A Poem About Recovery

FIRST YOU MUST TRY IN ORDER TO DO THE FIRST STEP IS GOODBYE TO THE OBLIVIOUS YOU ENTER INTO A LIVING GAME ANTE UP YOUR FUTURE DAYS NEVER AGAIN TO BE THE SAME DISPELL THAT CHEMICAL HAZE THE USER CAN NOT PREDICT AT ALL THE MOMENTS OF DISTRESS ONE MINUTE YOU'RE HAVING A BALL THEN YOU COULD BE DEAD, UNLESS FACE THE DEMON, CHALLENGE UNDERSTANDING WHO, OR WHAT IS IN CONTROL ARE YOU COMMANDING? OR THE BOTTLE OR BOWL? IT SAYS,"DO THIS. SAY THIS. YOU'RE NEVER WRONG." BRINGING ILLUSIONS OF NORMALACY TO HELL ALMOST DEAD, POUNDING HEAD, STILL IN BED, CRADLE THE BONG YOU'RE NOT REALLY LIVING, AND "THEY" CAN TELL REALIZE. MORTIFY. THEN... TRY.