Poetry

Broken
Broken ice, broken hearts.
Can’t let it go, don’t know
Where to go…
Just flowing with the water
Slowing my pace as I follow
Those steps
Running from my troubles.
– Kiyari McNab

 

Twisted

Twisted, broken, and it’s all in
One stump.
It’s amazing how something of nature
Can grow so strangely.
Suddenly we learn we are a part of
Nature itself.

 

 

 

– Kiyari McNab

 

At Peace With Me
Addiction may run through my veins
It also may affect the decisions I make
But never will I let it define the person I’ve became
I’ll be happy with how I remain
By becoming clueless to what it is like to feel ashamed
To continue living my life day by day
Even if that saying is a cliche
It helps guide me in my new frame of mind
Otherwise it is hard when you are not used to things being fine
I’ve never been one to pray but now I do have faith
Being sober gave me hope in today
Plus strength to forgive myself for yesterday
The addict in me has gone to sleep
Finally my mind is at Peace and I am free.

– Jerred Scotty