A Rope So Long Battle of Drugs

At the end of a rope I cling,
not knowing where I am.
Voices in my ears ring,
saying climb up you can.
God's providing me with will,
to achieve my destiny.
Strength I'll use, not be still,
the light I soon will see.
So much love that awaits,
I here them calling me.
No matter how much time it takes,
I'll be there my family.
So much I have, still so say,
others have less than I.
I need to see just what I have,
and thank God, not wonder why.
Focus I must do on our lives,
my family and me.
For each other we provide,
in ways we need to see.
Allow not the devil to stay,
stronger I am than he.
I'll take my stand, find the way,
my life again will be free.
  "Stay together, listen, go slow,  Be Strong!"
Copyright © | Year Posted 2016

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Bankson Avatar
March 21, 2016 at 5:29 PM
Nice write,remember to practice what you write... You got it!
Laurie Avatar
March 19, 2016 at 12:54 AM
Hello Diane ... wise lines - addiction affects much more than the addict who needs constant support in their battle - Lindsay
Pennestri Avatar
March 21, 2016 at 6:35 PM
Hi Lindsay, Thanks so much for your comment, this was a true story about my son but he is fine now thank God. I never get to see him he married a very nice girl from England and he wanted to live there. I truly thank God because she was his saving Angel I just know it. Again thanks very much.
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