Sobriety from an Addiction…

Funny what sobriety will bring,

No pot for a week,

No longer do I feel weak,

I need not anymore seek…

Would I go back to getting’ high?

Would I do so knowing the reason why?

I know nothing right now; I can only sigh,

Not even to myself can I lie…

I got high just to avoid,

Loneliness nothing more, nothing less,

I must admit that it I really did enjoy,

And knew wholeheartedly the brain cells it destroyed,

Don’t think I was addicted,

For if I were, I have not yet to experience any withdrawal…

So as I climb this mountain so high,

I am reminded of my first joint,

Under a lifeguard row boat when I was but twelve,

From then anywhere I wanted to, even on the school bus,

And in plain view of those that were in authority,

I never did care who knew, I was happy or so I thought,

Never did I ever find myself to get the bust,

Lucked out I did for all these years, as I did so with myself,

Never sold it, never forced anyone to try it, just the self…

Will I do it again, the gods only know?

But sure I do know, yes I would do it again,

For me addiction is easy to quit, no more drinking do I do either,

Got to have will power and the desire to succeed,

This addiction now past, the reason, I wish to succeed in life,

My new job, if I should get it, means more to me than any strife…

                © ed ~ 9/25/04