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Today I sit here on recovery day number one,
Unsure if recovery really can be done.
I loved my slots you see
But without me noticing they took over me.
They had this frightening tight grasp
But I decided today would be the last,
I am taking my life back
So slots you have got the sack!
Whether it’s said
In prose or verse
Keep your money
In your purse
Day One Recovery,
Very well done!
Time to quit
You’ve had your fun.
You love the slots when on a roll
But slots can take your life and soul
Your peace of mind
Your pride, your strength
So kiss them goodbye,
And write poems at length.
( ALL THE BEST IN RECOVERY, ONE DAY AT A TIME)
Today I went back into the dark
That dark place that captures me
The same place that changes me.
Who am I
What have I become
Why does this feel like home
Like normality
This time I click refresh
And start again
I try
I try harder
Now what do I do
I move forward
Not backward
Now is the time to change
Day one over again
I can do this
Will I do this
This time I can!
Day 5 feeling rough
Reading your poems
Helps me stop