I am an addict; since twelve
Ive delved.
Weed, crack, heroin, crystal, mushrooms, lsd
More than all of these
Alcohol consumes me
I consume it; fluent in being a nuisance
Constantly picking up shattered pieces
My hands and heart are bleeding
The world seems iced and freezing
Do I still have meaning
Purpose
Am II worthless
These are the questions I ask Looking back at my past
Im trying so hard to keep compusure
Trauma upon trauma with no closure
My central nervous system is shot
So im constantly nervous
Everybody thinks Im happy but that’s just a surface
Im not trying to complain we all have pain
I wanna remain on this plain of love and gains
Music and poetry; the essence of me knowing me
That Im not such a terrible girl
That’s I have so much to offer the world
But Im crying out for help to all my friends and love
I cant do this alone sometimes Im looking above
Can god help me out a bit
Ive fallen and I can never seem to get out of it
A rhyming rant chant of the addict
Sobriety day one; let me have a crack at it.
GoodnightNina. 
You might be there. You have to want this. You have to want to live. You have to want to save your life more than anything else in the world.
Are you there? Are you really there? It will not work until you are there.
Tell me, tell us all, how much do you want to be sober?
Write it down, no bullshit. Are you ready to save your life.
All of us who were once EXACTLY where you are, are waiting. We will help.
If.you.are. ready.
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I just did over a year sober and I don’t know if Im ready to do that again. I really don’t.
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It’s all gotta come from you. You’ve got to want it darlin’.
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I changed my attitude. Not on purpose. I want it. Day 3
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Write anytime. I’m here, or lots of others. You are not alone.
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How are you?
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good! day 10 I think
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