Love, Part One

“Love” Part One

On days like this

I stop and wonder

where all the years

have gone.

And though time may

change a lot of things

in life, it'll never

change the love

that's felt for

a wonderful girl

like you.

Recovery (a group poem)

Recovery

(A group poem in which each member contributed at least one stanza)

Turn the key in your old ride

Hear a crack from the inside

Hear it sputter, fail to run.

You know your old car is done

I was addicted to drugs but then I sought recovery

My life was coming to an end

Rehabilitation was for me

I made some mistakes

Made my way into the juvenile hall

Now I'm here for recovery

Recovery, recovery

Yes I really need it

God, can you help me find the way?

Recovery, recovery

Something that everybody needs

Recovery can make you successful and believe

Temptation is pulling me

To go back to my old ways

No, I can't go back

Fix it before it's too late

You can heal from addiction

Just remember, Love can be a drug

It's all about the willpower to change it

But I'm 16, not brainless

Besides I knew the truth at 10

I said I'll never do it again

It was hard to break my old ways

Been doing me for years, never wanted to change

But I did it for me and I did it for my family

Times I want to break down

But don't because my family's still by my side

And now it's time for recovery

Yes, I knew I really needed it

At the end was success

And my family was really proud of me

Recovery, recovery

Help me, help me

Just want to be a better person.

Recovery ain't easy

Hard times, rough life

But got faith in life

My life is in recovery

For things I've done wrong

But now it's time to make changes

Call someone to take it away

Into the shop where it will stay

Until it's fit to drive again.

I'm Addicted

I'm Addicted

I'm addicted

I'm addicted to her love

In my addiction, my life is filled with doves

In my addiction, I'm glad to feel her hugs and

Her love that sits above

In my addiction, I hate to think about the times

We faded

In my addiction the real me becomes the

Real me because of how much I hate it

In my addiction, I struggle to tell her how

Much I love her

In my addiction, I'm hiding my true feelings

From her

In my addiction, I'm in a constant battle of

Figuring out whether she really loves me

Or not.

Dedicated to the love of my life

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When I talk about my life people think

It's an epiphany.

But I'm just speaking from my heart

What I went through was true history.

The things that happened in my life

I never understood.

But then I cracked that mystery.

And now I really took a look

Started talking 'bout my feelings and

How I really feel about things.

It's time to dump that junk that

I had bottled up inside me.

As I started to dump it all

Got scared and pulled back

Cuz I thought they were doubting me

And thought I was full of crap.

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I got a text message I sit on the couch

wondering what the message would say

The text message came

Forever in your arms is where I want to be

holding me close

within the space

that once held only me

The phone ringing

forever in your warmth

the place for me and you

I feel the sun

Our life's just begun

I know you miss me too

And I love you, you're my boo.

Depression

Depression

Every waking day you feel

hopeless and without inner fire

knowing only desperation

happiness, your lone desire,

dances away and with it takes

all hope of you ever coming back

to sanity, to family

to everything you ever knew.

Schizophrenia

Schizophrenia

You're of two minds, it's insanity.

You hear the voices, they urge you on.

Telling you, demanding of you,

everything you know is wrong.