My Recovery
My Recovery
To me my recovery is number one
To be taken as seriously as a gun
My life before was a absolute mess
It was as crazy as a lion in a dress
I have used for most of my life
To end it, I figured I’d need a knife
After many tries I finally got clean
To really get it I had to get mean
I had to take it as seriously as I could
Work on sobriety like a beaver on wood
I’m so glad to not wake up sick
Or have all my friends call me a dick
Every day to me is a blessing now
Being clean today is finally a wow
Never get complacent, always remember
In AA I’ll always be a member
Copyright © Nick Faber | Year Posted 2011
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