Progression
Anxiously I waited in line single file, nervous because I hadn't been here for awhile. I hadn't given myself credit for how far I've come. This realization of my growth made me smile. What I did today is proof of my progress, and that's pretty damn cool.
I summoned my courage, in line I sat. Most would call this ordinary, mundane, daily routine..for me it was more than that.
Not long ago I believe I went temporarily insane and I blame methamphetamine. On top of that I was In love with a mentally and physically abusive phycotic, who made my life constantly chaotic. my life went of track. I'm embarrassed and ashamed, but I can't take it back. I've sure missed a lot, the struggle is real, I can't even begin to explain the emotions I feel. I take responsibility & have no-one else to blame for causing myself and those I love pain. I have nothing left to lose, but a life to gain.
Wars can be won, one battle at a time so I put up my dukes and put down the pipe. Made a list of goals and kept them in sight. Day, by day I'm winning this fight. It may seem little to most, and really not that cool...but today I gathered up my strength and felt something like pride when I picked my kids up from school. .?
Copyright © Ashley Gunter | Year Posted 2022
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