The road

The Road to Recovery

When realizing I need to go down the road

I don’t see what is ahead,

I start to drive down the road blind

Not knowing what is next to come,

Blind to the fact that I would have to give up control,

The control I long to hold on

to day-by-day,

Blind to the challenges and hardships

that I would be faced with,

The things placed in front of me that I think and feel I can’t overcome.

I do not realize the people I am going to meet a long the road,

People who are both going to hold me back

but most of them help me out in ways they don’t understand.

Everyday is so very different from the day before

because that day could be wonderful the next day horrible,

I am standing at a stand still on that road not sure how to move,

Not sure what to do, of  if what I am doing is the right thing,

Not sure if I deserve what I have been given,

Not sure is I will ever find recovery I thought I was set out to find,

Not sure if I am on the right road,

Then I realize that reason to recover and how my life needs to change

The reasons that got me started on this road,

So I just keep looking around,

Reminding myself of the reasons I set out on this road,

The reasons to not make a sharp U turn

To the destructive road that I want to leave behind me.