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....my dad wrote this.

Search for the road to recovery
this task is never easily done
This poem is written about a person
who must not stop until he has won

He remembers while looking back
to those days gone past
Just now realizing the road he chose
has sent his life downhill way too fast

Days he devoted fully to drugs
and the hard times when it was dry
he was living each and every day
for the thrill of getting high

Very confused and not knowing
where the hell his life had gone
wondering does he have any strength
in himself left to carry on

To whom reading these words written
and have doubt such a person can be
I know there is such a person
because I have written this poem about me

My life obsessed with drugs
for way to damn long
Oh mom you were very right
this life so very very wrong

Trying hard to stand on my feet
knowing I must no longer dwell
I shall fight my very hardest
and escape a life of hell

I will fight day by day
taking one step at a time
I will continue to keep looking
for that road I must find

A road I plan to discover
while my life in its prime
For every step I fall back
the harder I will climb

And when the climb is over
and the road has long been found
I will have succeeded in picking
my life up off the ground

So please dont worry mom
the time has come you see
The time to change all i have written
from words to reality

I bring this poem to an end
for soon you all will see
I'm going to win this fight
and find the road to recovery