Court Ordered Meetings

this is one I wrote in my very first writings

Court Ordered Meetings

 

Dying to get there sober and clean,

Meet with a counselor court ordered now,

Left everything behind or so it seems,

Learning life on life’s terms someway, somehow.

 

Sometimes you don’t know where to turn,

Looking back to that playground field,

Left those players who you spurned,

Thought your soul would never be healed.

 

Went to a meeting and took a chip,

Could not understand anything you heard,

Needed a drink but just a sip,

Promised yourself you gave your word.

 

Watched the speaker talk and then cry,

Tells her story that’s all she knows,

Realized that life has passed her by,

Cries her heart out with sorrow of woes.

 

Burned all the bridges of family and friends,

Made drug money by stealing,

How can you face or make amends,

How can you show them sincere meaning!

 

You can only do it if you BELIEVE,

God can only carry you part of the way,

Put those drugs behind, stand up and leave,

And clean and sober you will stay!

 

©LadyAnn Graham-Gilreath

Sept 29^th, 2012