Recovery,
may be a matter of discovery.
Figuring out,
just what this life is about.
I've been recovering from tears,
of lifes torture in earlier years.
Healing can be a long drawn out process,
or a short time in regress.

In youth we're basically the devils punching bags,
when older we learn how to block some of his jabs.
Still his blows have an effect,
until we completely correct.
Our weaknesses are avenues of travel,
where the devil goes to unravel.
He'll completely destroy,
if we don't learn lifes faith of joy.

Being mean and evil in attitude,
opens the door for the devils interlude.
Once we learn love, understanding and kindness,
evils influence meets blindness.
Out of all my recovery efforts of survival,
practicing these enhanced my revival.

G