In Recovery, by Mr.Poet Subscribe to rss feed for Mr.Poet

It's clear to me now. The mistakes I have made were my
decsions. They say there is no wrong decsion. Well I must
dissagree. Because look at me I messed up and lost out in
the cold. Damn what have I done. I look at it and see that
it just isn't me. In out of body experience why do I not
controle myself. When I am there this feeling only last a
minute than it is gone and I am through. I push the door
open and step into the shower to wash off and clean. I
realize that this is not the Man I am supose to be.
Confussion over comes me. The million dollar question would
why did you do it? But will it ever be answered? One day I
will realize that is just a phase in my life but until that
day this burden will be on my back. I carry these suitcases
of guilt and there is so many here so I hope there is room
for all these but if not then well leave me behind. Because
this is me take me for me. I am still recovering
Posted: 2006-02-19 00:47:14 UTC

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2006-10-11 01:08:18 ~~~~GLOSTARG~~~~
wow! great poem. Guilt must be the keyword here, so many people are carrying those heavy suitcases of guilt, or (shame)...but hey, your in 'recovery' that in itself is a positive action. great! :)