I will not stop; I will not yield.
I will move on to see the light,
and break this curse upon my life.
I will allow myself to reach all heights.
I cannot fail, I cannot lose.
In every path that I may choose.
I won't continue the poetry, that's all I could muster to fit how I'm feeling at the moment.
I went through a lot since the last time I wrote on here, though I will not go into detail, I made myself a promise.
Many of you know I had a drug and an alcohol addiction.
I'm clean. I promised myself that no matter how bad it gets, that I will remain that way.
And I cannot lie. I had a slip up with alcohol because of it.
And I had a slip up with drugs. Two times only. And after that I promised, no more.
I was forced into things that I didn't want to do.
I was fucked over.
There are so many people who have gone through this and made it out on top...or alive, for that matter.
And I praise you.
The weak are always the strongest in the end.
We will not fall. We will only rise.
We will stand up for ourselves and what we believe.
And we will be nothing but the best.
Discuss.
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