Journey Home
Being alone is not something I fear.
Now that I’m stronger,
I won’t shed a tear.
I have to tell myself,
“Mind over matter.”
Somedays,
When the lonely blues hit,
I really struggle
To combat the latter.
Some nights,
I dream of home
And I have to remind myself of
Why I’m here.
The friends I have lift my spirits
And make my “journey home” easier.
It’s been a long road so far.
Somedays I just want to drive
With my windows down in the car
While I tune out life’s noise.
Most days I can’t get that far,
No car,
Locked doors,
Not left ajar
Damn repercussions
Confining me,
Forcing me to abide by the rules.
Some days are
Really, really hard.
When using dreams
Flood my nights
And I can’t relate to God,
When I look past the stars.
I find it hard to stay asleep
When drugs test my faith
And infiltrate my mind.
Those moments
Are just speed bumps
In my recovery,
Moments where the devil tries to test me.
My journey has never been easy.
Every day is hard,
But at the end to
That chapter of my life.
I know the struggle
Was worth it,
Because I made it.
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