"Coming Home"

"A pity,
it was,
to so desperately drink.
I now use my time,
to ponder and think,
of what kept me,
on the edge,
of the brink.

I kept myself,
immbolizied,
paralyzed with fear,
all over the feeling,
I got from beer.
I ran away,
never wanted to stay,
and wished reality,
would just happen,
another day,
but now I've awakened,
and The 12 Steps,
are being taken.
I know now,
I wasn't ever forsaken,
that it was me,
who turned away from God,
and made drugs,
my unholy religion,
that I was to blame,
for that stupid decision,
but the fantasy of using,
has long since passed.
I now see the pain and terror,
in the spell addiction cast.

Now let it be known,
my God has shown,
me the right way,
to walk to Him,
and I'm coming home."