Direction

Where do I go from here?

I’ve been to this place before more than once.

Heard dreadful, vicious words

Revolving door and frequent flyer

Rubbie, skid row bum and drunk

Bar fly, drug fiend, and souse

Junkie and needle jockey

Just plain no good

Addiction

Believing and knowing that 

at least one of them was me

and always would be to someone

Trying to 

stand on my own two feet

clear my mind of trash and debris

scrub my heart clean

fit in

Feeling like

someone that shouldn’t be

didn’t deserve to be

yet wanted to be

knew I could be

Erasing past deeds

memories firmly attached

an impossible task

becoming renewed in the face

of labels and brands

Where do I go from here?

To the end of each step

doing the next right thing

Proud

of who I am

of who I am becoming

of what I am doing

Because this is a place

that I’ve been before

A launch pad to living the life I now choose.

“The great thing in the world is not so much where we stand,

as in what direction we are moving.”

~ Oliver Wendell Holmes