Faith in Recovery
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Poetry
The pressure of the pain inside,
Formed diamonds in my mind,
Tempting me to throw it in,
To leave it all behind.
My mind sitting in dark rambling,
What pulled me out was friends and family.
They taught me love and affection,
Because of them I had hope through connection.
I can’t believe I was once so lonely,
But now my heart feels warm and homely.
This world is one I no longer fear,
My mind is straight and spirit is clear.
As I walk this path of self-discovery,
I now have faith in my recovery.
The pressure of the pain inside,
Formed diamonds in my mind,
Tempting me to throw it in,
To leave it all behind.
My mind sitting in dark rambling,
What pulled me out was friends and family.
They taught me love and affection,
Because of them I had hope through connection.
I can’t believe I was once so lonely,
But now my heart feels warm and homely.
This world is one I no longer fear,
My mind is straight and spirit is clear.
As I walk this path of self-discovery,
I now have faith in my recovery.
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By Garth
A sweet treat using buy-up staples.
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ISSUE NO. 20
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I Am Tired
By Anthony
Tired from being told what to do. I am tired of love, tired of being deemed guilty, tired of my own remorse. I am tired of my own self-doubt, my own shadows and especially tired of my own face.
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ISSUE NO. 20
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I Hate You, Crystal Meth
By Mackenzie
Hate’s a strong word, but for you it’s reserved. I hate what you’ve taken from me, my parents, my childhood and my glee.
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ISSUE NO. 20
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1 MIN READ
Twelve Years Trying to Patch Up My Soul
By Abynei
My blue eyes look so drained, but I’m strong, I’ll make it through.
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