One Day At a Time

Have you ever been enslaved by a substance?
Danced with the devil
or gladly embraced your own self destruction?
Have you ever lost complete control?
Had a monkey on your back
Willingly given up everything even your own very soul?
Have you ever stared in the face of death?
Lost everything
Even begged for life's final breath?
Have you ever been brought to your knees?
Disgusted by your own reflection
Plagued by a suicidal disease?
Have you ever sacrificed all those you love?
Been stripped of your pride
Never able to rise above?
This is what addiction is like
Absolute misery
It only seeks to destroy your life. 
And don't think it can't happen to you
That is what makes it so insidious
We addicts were normal once to.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2020

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June 11, 2020 at 4:12 PM
Addiction. Your poem spells it out exactly. Recognizing one's powerlessness to its destructive force is the first step down the road to recovery. Great work Caroline!
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