Not All Is Lost
I feel myself faltering,
Slowly slipping,
The facade is falling.
I suck at pretending
To be okay,
When I want to give up.
I feel like an eff up.
I can’t afford to fail.
I’ve got too much to lose,
To throw in the towel now.
I am strong,
Relapses do not define me.
I can still shoot for sobriety,
Save me a seat to the show.
I just had to rewind a little,
I’m not done yet,
My journey continues on,
Because I can overcome
This and anything.
Let recovery win,
Wake up,
me.
Copyright © Nikki Pruitt | Year Posted 2021
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