The Road To Recovery
Recovery is always a blessing
when blessings only ripen the air
no words could hurt or do us justice
I'm closer than never, finally there
Peaceful bliss is this sunrise
in my eyes lies subtle disdain
all the anguish nearly empty
closer to never, far from pain
The road to recovery is lined with thorns
on my mind, everlasting memories
I took the time as my faithful ally
until it was time for me to bleed
So I bled for days, I bled for you
to see my ways, of self abuse
I see it all around me everywhere
the fastest exit, a tightly wound noose
I want escape, but not that bad
I want to faint, and never come back
I want to want, and get it all
untilI realize, I just love to fall
On the road, I found recovery
through all the love, the love for me
on the road, a little pain
has helped me find myself again.
Copyright © Bj Fard | Year Posted 2012
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