Thriving

How do I thrive? Having faith, Self-discovery, Having belief. That’s what makes me Feel alive. What is a life Without growth And full of pain? It’s a struggle, Like rain When all you want Is a sunny day. My sunshine, That’s my son, He is the key To the recipe to thrive. Thriving, Alive, He is my sunshine. Sometimes it feels like My entire life Has been Time wasted, It feels like So much time Yearning for freedom. All I want is a life Worth living, Not a lie. Is that too realistic, Too high of expectations Must I lower my standard To sunshine through saturation. I always welcomed The chance To aspire more fulfilling Aspirations, To desire a self full of More determination. Road blocks Slowed the road to Reaching my expectations, On the edge, I cried out, Head first I dove into Chronic separation. My sunshine deserves more, No more depression spells, No separations, No addict in his life Creating messes. That’s why in the Here and now, My recovery is thriving And I’m chasing My aspirations, My dreams are becoming life And our life is Full of life Because I’m thriving.