The Journey

It was a struggle that’s past,

long strolls at night, much to my delight,

drinking alone and needing to fight,

fighting the demons that try to suppress,

whilst never ending spirituality test,

loomed over me,

it became clear, I needed change,

so radical and foreign,

but my suffering, eternal, temporary and moving,

was enough to make me fall into a pit,

before I was relieved,

relieved of my sins and my worries,

allowed to feel real, sober, content,

happy in the choices I made,

now that I live in the moment,

never regretting.

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