From Graveyard To Garden
You wanted me to look inside
Deep into my soul
Down there I must be careful
Not to fall into that hole
Face all of my shortcomings
Be honest and be brave
Digging up my demons
From their shallow graves
My demon of addiction
Who once possessed my life
Slain by a warrior princess
Which soon became my wife
His evil brother hatred
Conceived from child abuse
Whose vengeance was my anger
We finally signed a truce
Many other demons
I will not call their name
The nature of their heinous deeds
Now buried 'neath the shame
But demons really never die
Of this you are aware
So around my memory garden
Moderation now grows there
I also planted flowers
With beauty of all kinds
Some are gifts from wisdom
They give me peace of mind
Fertilized with tolerance
Watered regularly with love
I hired me a gardener
He tends it from above.
September 19 2016
Copyright © Daniel Turner | Year Posted 2016
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