Poetry Corner
It was fear that brought me into recovery, But fear will not keep me sober.
It was fear that brought me into recovery, But fear will not keep me sober.
O God, I ask Your help Divine Whenever I must go online. I tell myself that I love art, Their sculpted forms; my heavy heart.
I do my own thing
This I need to learn.
Until now a past regretted To my wounds I was connected Sadness for my unconscious life Hurting self and my wife
My addiction came visiting today, I didn’t let him in the door; I knew what to say!
When weak, I am strong. When I surrender I’m free. Live with paradox.
I said to God, “Look how much I’ve grown.” Then I waited for His reply.
Surrender I must. That simply means to give up My right to myself.