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Losing My Grip

I want to believe… In friendship love I need to receive… Gifts from heaven above I want to achieve… The treasurable confidence I need to believe… And jump over the fence! I want to breathe I want to dig up what’s underneath… I’m buried alive… When will Your guidance arrive? I’m on fire… I’m catching myself before I slip I’m a flat tire… I’m slowing down…I’m losing my grip The dogs are hovering on my left side… I’m defeated by levels of uncertainty I’m calling for help… who will give me a ride? My mind is muddled and empty How can I be a believer When I'm far from serenity Who could be my reliever? I'm too late to be saved from my misery...

Copyright © | Year Posted 2013




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Date: 3/4/2013 7:17:00 PM
Wow that was strong. Anyone who have ever been through recovery have had those feelings. Thanks for the read.
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