I'm in rehab,
learning to lose self-sabotaging addiction.
I've been here for a few months now.
I've relapsed a few times.
Tried to run away from healing a few times.
Until each pain-filled event led me back.
I've learned how to fight cravings.
I go on runs to cleanse my body and soul.
I still have withdrawals.
Nights and mornings,
I shiver and rock back and forth.
sweating and letting tears pour out of my eyes.
I can't stop screaming.
But I hold myself through this.
knowing it will pass,
and I will be clean.
The day comes and I've overcome the withdrawals.
But when it creeps up
yelling, "you're all alone"
I go and cleanse my body and soul.
I bathe in the wind,
and I am welcomed back home.
As the sky cries,
and the plants sweat and tremble,
mother earth lets me know I am no longer alone.
as I never was.
This is my retreat.
She sings to me and sends me small angels.
And I find that inside of myself, and outside of myself
I am free.
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Author:
carolina (
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- Comment from author about the poem: this poem is about mental illness and learning how to take care of yourself through it. You'll find through my other writings; the earth is a big part of my healing. I hope this resonates with someone and if not, I hope you enjoyed it
- Category: Spiritual
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Comments2
loved it
I am also a runner and am relating to your words and poetry towards the middle. Nature is one of the best things and running such a lifeline! “A retreat” and “bathe in” “small angels”…perfect!
yes !!! i’m so glad you connect to this 🙂
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