Recovery
Eleven years she cried
She felt she could no longer
Deal with life so…
She tried to commit suicide
The last attempt as she trembled in fear is
When she heard an angel whisper in her ear
“Don’t worry my child, everything will be fine
Your life will not end until the appointed time”
This is when she learned to love herself
To no longer abuse drugs
To no longer face death
It took her a moment
To make the discovery,
But when she did…
She finally understood the meaning of
SUBSTANCE ABUSE RECOVERY!
Copyright © Janice Scott | Year Posted 2008
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