Recovery Poems - Poems about Recovery

**"To Have Me or Have Not"** A thought just crossed my mind—a problem that has never been resolved. A bitter taste, a bitter cold; I don’t feel any remorse. It’s a path I’ve taken, a road I’ve traveled, with a toll that wasn’t paid. Unsettled thoughts remain, accompanied by cries of unspent tears. I left, but...

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The subtle thread which mends a laceration is woven through fresh, tender flesh to bind disreconciled horizons, disentwined by words sharper than the knives of damnation. Then, even once that painful separation is closed, there’s still so much left to attend to,—wash the wound, put bandages, amend echoes saddled with righteous indignation. A stitch is but the means of tying tight the gasping...

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We were worn from war, emptied and exhausted, with morose winter of psyche, it took courage in calling, crossing the dusky abyss. We heard their collective caring voices, their calming connecting reassurance. They give their time just for us, it is now the morning of our risings. ~...

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Recovery turns to reduction. Curing a disorder of consumption through crumbs, Staring at the dish before me, An enemy of the state of my mind. I fear I’ll turn back to a pantry for protection, While taking microbites in front of peers. My fear turns to fullness, And I empty my being, My soul, My vitality And flush it away. ...

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Admist the twilight, she dares to creep, Her scars tell silent stories, buried deep, Each line, a testament, a thread of her past, Woven with resilience, they hold her steadfast. They’re not marks of weakness, but pathways of grace, A roadmap of heartaches, each curve has its place, In the magnificence...

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We are the innocent ones who were verbally and physically eviscerated by heathens who deemed us weak. The evil ones punished our hearts, souls and minds leaving us in an internal pool of blood. We endured the ruthlessness and brutality from all whom wrongly believed they were somehow above us. There were so many...

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As she drinks nectar from a flower, sweetness from heaven falls like dew   anointed with a gentle rain amidst sun showers she appears as if on cue   Lifting her wings she lands on a Zinnia beneath a tinted sky of April blue  flight of fancy fanning fast, fabulous marvel, she is beauty true on true Tis the vernal hour...

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The road was long, the night was cold, A stranger walked into the town. His coat was torn, his hat pulled low, His weary eyes fixed on the ground. The streets lay still, the lamps burned low, Behind locked doors, all lay at rest. But in the bar, the glasses clinked, As whiskey warmed the sleepless guests. He stepped inside, the room fell...

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Never a fool but your cup's full, With force you seek my downfall. ...

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If only I'd seen, Your true colours shine, Before your poisonous thoughts, Could ever dominate mine. Your toxic, degrading comments, Began taking their toll, Making me feel worthless, Tactically destroying my soul. Manipulating me to believe, Way too many times, I was completely crazy, Guilty of YOUR crimes. Searching for the evidence, I could never find, All just to prove, Wasn't loosing my mind. Still to this day, My anger burns deep, I...

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ENJOYING Winter's pain going... Warm healing spring coming... Nature...amending... ...

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I am a plumber, CDM is my companies name, The initials belong to my sons, They may work with me one day. I had a LARGE WHITE van, Before Covid made all of the Prices lower. Later I tried to get different work, a variety, But I partnered with a no- good man, And I lost it all again. I had insurance so I...

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I'm afraid of these apparitions, Getting in the way of my aspirations. I know I need them here, But staying here talking is my biggest fear. What if I go nowhere? Like a flower that never blooms, Hiding and talking to the moon.. What if I never come out, Of this hole I dug for myself? But I just can't enough.. You know that I...

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Heart of glass Once transparent and clear Shattered Love drained , disappeared Porcelain spirit Crumbled , crushed No longer soars Trust turned to dust Crystal soul Cracked and chipped Time needs to restore Damage from harms cruel grip ...

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