Reality Is OK

A poem I wrote in 2009.  Reality at times can really bite... but it is real. Not distorted through a glass of alcohol.   I was abused and you pleaded ignorance I cried and was told to grow up locked myself in a room and you were happy left the trauma of childhood behind but the pain followed stayed drunk... stayed numb found drugs... became whole again pot... hash... cocaine... heroin... meth... PCP... LSD... and then... abuse became self-inflicted pain was replaced with anger trauma... with rage lost my soul and stole yours maybe suicide is the solution... no pain... no memories eternally numb no longer fighting myself a nightmare life... over but then... I took a deep breathe and dreamed of peace and serenity threw away the needles and put down the bottle and prayed for strength and courage on my knees I got stronger with every step a promise was fulfilled and for the first time reality felt OK