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Here's a poem that a friend in recovery sent to me. And boy...or should I say, girl...does it sound familiar! Ever hear the defintion of insanity? Doing the same thing over and over and expecting different results? Well, here it is in black and white...except in the 5th stanza or "chapter," the person finally gets the message! So are you still falling into the potholes of life, or have you finally decided to take another route?
I walk, down the street There is a deep hole in the sidewalk. I fall in I am lost. I am helpless It isn't my fault. It takes forever to find a way out. II I walk down the same street. There is a deep hole in the sidewalk. I pretend I don't see it. I fall in again. I can't believe I am in the same place. But it isn't my fault. It still takes a long time to get out. III I walk down the same street There is a deep hole in the sidewalk. I see it is there. I still fall in. . . it's a habit. My eyes are open I know where I am. It is my fault. I get out immediately. IV I walk down the same street. There is a deep hole in the sidewalk. I walk around it. V I walk down another street.
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