04 June 2011

My Gift... XIII


I usually don't write myself poems about celebrations... my 13th year of sobriety was different. It was truly a long year and I battle my mind and emotional drunkenness.. I knew my marriage was over yet for some unknown reason I kept trying to make it work... this is what I wrote as an intro to this poem four years ago.

13 years ago this weekend was the last time I got drunk. This year, was a challenge for me. Not that I wanted to drink, I was just becoming to edgy, wanting control, and basically not being "spiritually centered."

This year more than ever I got down on my knees and thanked my Higher Power for this wonderful gift - sobriety.

It hasn't always been easy, but one thing is for sure - it's been real!




My Gift... XIII


anxiously awaiting a gift
a gift... for myself
a gift... given by me
it was a choice... made years ago

a choice... that gave me a life
I gained sanity and lost insecurity
I found respect and lost madness
instead of confusion... I found peace
I gained strength and lost anger
gratitude came and control left
no longer was I desperate... now excited
no need for manipulation... I gained trust
spirituality replaced materialism
I became comforted... no longer exhausted
guilt left and initiative came
abandonment was replaced with boundaries
forgiveness became stronger than resentments
while acceptance threw away denial

it is a wonderful gift
a gift that gave me reality
but took away dreams
than the dreams reappeared
and took away the nightmares
XIII... a chip... a life...
all acquired by the Grace of God
one day at a time

1 comment:

Dave Harm said...

A few thoughts from Authors Den

Reviewed by Regis Auffray 9/5/2007
An encouraging account, Dave. Thank you for sharing it. Love and peace to you,

Reviewed by Felix Perry 8/30/2007
Congratulations and what a wonderful milestone to celebrate with a great write to others to give them inspiration to try.

Reviewed by Jerry Bolton (Reader) 8/30/2007
Good. Very much so. I quit smoking AND Jim Beam on the same day about ten years ago . . . Gotta love it . . .