Cries of Recovery

Recovery is my life today
I finally chased the demons away
Falling deep into the dark hole
I had to make a choice
Keep acting the silent zombie
Or wake up and find my voice
The one I knew lingered deep down inside
But thanks to the whirling smoke
I was forced to hide
From my friends, family, but mostly myself
The innocent, wise, and beautiful child
Was ripped from within and sat on a shelf
Collecting dust and fading away
Wishing violently to be found again one day
As she started to slip away from the light
I would fall asleep and see her in the night
Grasping to take hold of that little girl
But watching her fade into the black and white swirl
Trying to heal with all of my might
But losing myself to the pain and the fright
Wake up hours later, start the cycle again
Not able to stop, wishing my breath to an end
Failure at all, wanting to succeed
Wishing to heal, continuing to bleed
Losing it all right before my eyes
Smiling out loud, inside just cries

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Copyright 2011, Shakira M Davis

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