The Devil and Me 4
12 weeks on,
I didn't fail,
held fast to my decision,
my judgement never swayed.
what a ride it was,
a slave no more,
no more anti depressants,
paroxetine be gone.
now it's time to mend
all the havoc i have caused,
while going through my withdrawals,
a lot of people got burned.
I know this isn't the end,
merely a new beginning,
at least the hard part is over,
I'm happy in the space i'm in.
I look back at the last 12 weeks,
what A mess My life was,
out of control and angry,
barely making it through each day.
That was then and this is now,
my future I must plan,
the devil and me the battle is over,
I came out the man...
M.Mahauariki © 2007
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