I wish I could take time back
Where I would have the chance
to change my past mistakes.
Time is also consuming.
As I struggle removing
temptations and sorrow
for a better tomorrow.
Life kept confusing.

And I'm tired of losing
hopes that I will someday find
some little peace in my mind.
Distorted with perception,
And thoughts of deception,
memories that are forever haunting
of the drugs I'm still wanting.
These are Complex situations,
And illogical insinuations.

I'm being consumed by fear
from the voices I hear,
Asking me to quit fighting.
I'm getting tired of re-lighting
the flames of my soul,
And relocating a goal,
for the strength to carry out,
and also remove my self-doubt,
to beat my hard addiction,
and inner confliction and affliction.

I'm fighting, yes! I'm fighting
To let go of my shame,
And break free from this pain.
Chainless and to set myself free,
for the chance to see
life without depression,
feelings without rejection and suppression.

I'm fighting but a kernel within
Refused to give up
Rope is not hope!
I've got to leave you behind
And never to rewind
to suicidal denial,
'cos now I can smile
in knowing I'm free,
'cos I've finally discovered me.
And that is me.

©® Brown Sketchys 🖋️🙏
2 November, 2022

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