Written by, John C.
Despondent, angry
Hope waning
“No one will care,” I lie to myself
I reach out, mind already made up
“Don’t do it! I love you bro,”
Doesn’t matter; I don’t feel it for myself
I partake, hoping to forget
Only to remember
How awful the fog can truly be
After a short time, I come back
A little longer, I come to
Yet more time, I come to believe
I learn to surrender
I learn to trust
I learn to believe
Believe in Creator
Believe in myself
Believe that the process works
A year passes
A rollercoaster
Of ups, downs, and all-arounds
And yet, I still surrender
I still trust
I still believe
This way of life works
(As they say, if you work it)
So I work it
Because I know
Without a shadow of a doubt
That I AM worth it
