Withdrawal…?
Made it this far,
Didn’t think I could,
Wishing for a joint,
Surprised I got to this point…
Frustration, tension and anxiety,
Seems to be part and parcel of my sobriety,
Would prefer not having this kind of notoriety,
Perhaps I could just use some kind of variety…
One little hit, won’t do me too bad,
Would I miss the mark when a test I do take?
Making me lose this job, then I would be most sad,
My future for a short time in the crapper,
What the hell is the difference, worth so little am I anyway?
My future at this very moment in time is totally at stake…
Understand if you will, the only way past this monkey,
Is to write about it, almost like talking in person,
I guess I really am, even though I would not care to admit it,
A drug addict, a pot addict, nothing else can I call myself but a junkie!
Man it surely does feel better to admit that to myself,
As well as whoever does read this, beyond that of the self,
Maybe I should just put myself on display,
The fervent druggie putting himself for the world to see, up on a shelf…
© ed ~ 9/28/04
Take care and be well my friend!!
Love Tinka
Remember, you are not alone! I am with you, every step of the way!
Love.....Rene' xxoo
good luck thru it all.
Allen
you have the strength, to face it down!Hang in there Ed!