Addiction Recovery Poems - Poems about Addiction Recovery

Filled with substance, Never know who I’ll be next - A person in disguise Like the back of an earring, Lost in the fibers Unsure of what thought comes next - But I feel more aware, Yet still so alone - Misunderstood, Substance, You’ve held me so tight. Made me feel safe But without you, it’s so much clearer I cannot replace, I must escape And learn to live without...

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She needs that drink to start the day When the children play To get away Meetings, lunch, that damn report The never-ending stress A drink to rest She makes love like the dead Her mind ahead Major decisions, racing instead A drink to unwind To go to bed Tomorrow a drink to get ahead Engagements, talks, drinks to go The high-powered girl has hit the low Make up getting...

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The gift of recovery is a gift like no other it is not easily given One must work harder than is thought possible it is a gift that is often taken back multiple times before it is given permanently it takes strength of mind, body, and spirit it is a gift that is sadly not often sought nor won it is elusive and precious it...

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Heard a song of broken halos, folded wings that used to fly. Wondered why I go where I go. Yeah, broken halos as miles went by. Angels used to come and teach me, now they’ve gone another way. Don’t blame them, I told them they should find another soul to save. Stared at the darkness and...

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Another day another fight I find myself another night The lessons learned and hardships faced My time is now, no days to waste I'm not alone when it comes to my journey No need to be frightened, letting nothing deter me But my feelings are haywire telling me to turn back Reminding me only of the strength that I lack So I close...

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Another day gone by a chance now in the past, More time has been forever lost sand falling through my glass. I want to free my mind and soul I've dug this hole so deep, I numb this choice of living as I pass days way till sleep. This choice to let the time tick by is poison in...

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It's like your world is ending Everything comes crashing down Can't catch your breathe Down, down, down you drown Waking in the morning To another dreaded day Going through the hustle Just to keep the pain at bay Escaping is what you want Numbing you try to survive Hating the world when you're sober Hate yourself for getting high Oh yeah-This hollowed life of lies Going through...

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I want to be the best version of me. I want to believe in myself and my recovery. I'm tired of living a life of insanity, that's not the person I want to be. I'm not that person anymore, now I live in accord. Harmoniously happy, thanking God for my sobriety. I was once surviving, now I'm thriving. This is my time, I'm really trying. Forgive me for my past, the changes I've made are...

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You were my sunshine, once upon a time. When I stood by your side, day in and day out. Do you remember who raised you for so long? I spent every second surrounded by you. I found security in being needed and my purpose in life was clear. I catered to a life I created and held so dear. My soul longed for you, you saved...

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Hope Within I’m a hope-a-holic. I think that’s why I’m here. I want to celebrate the moments, Turn straight away from fear. Focus on the good, good, good, Never lonely, never sad. Cover up the not good stuff, The jealous, anxious, mad. Share the smiles, one by one, I spread em’ down the line. All my inner conflict, gone. Again, I’m feeling fine. What happens when the good...

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I once had a Lazy Susan Adding confusion to choosin' I gave her a spin But never could win And that's why I turned to boozin'...

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Day old coffee in its maker a cold witness sometimes to broken dreams and war stories and proclamations of getting well of new beginnings of hearty hope. Solemn stories and cloudy memories and Joe laughter’s echo at some obscure joke but the window knows how schemes get distorted deformed disfigured. Some have just flown that way inevitably some do go without ceremony without fanfare no hoopla simply vanish and all that’s left are empty seats empty room empty maker waiting for the next batch of sunshine. (click the picture to buy my poetry book!)...

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They unload life’s lead into unseen enemies machine gun memories flying rapid fire recollections and musings spent shells amassing mental turbines spinning smoking the room. And they yawn and doodle ink stains for amusement their purpose loosened without caffeine courage meetings adjourned aimless wandering down immaculate hallways wounded reflections in thoughtless pursuit of quiet relief. And they nod gingerly with grim understanding lives in the balance teetering on a wire as the bird careens by the smokestack somehow in silent...

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I walk amongst them but nobody sees I blend unnoticed As I inhale my disease The air is constricted causing me to fall All the things which once mattered Now seem not to matter at all Going nowhere just standing still Trapped inside of loneliness Since the day I grew ill Clocks keep spinning around me so fast I grow dizzy As I look...

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life sentence I can’t go on with my life in addiction How can I ever have any kind of relations A week a month a year I really have no idea It’s all the not knowing That’s stops life growling You build it all up begin to restore All the love and respect from your family...

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