I’ve reinstated foregoing thoughts
Of sobriety and hope.
The mackerel sky doth shine its light
Upon my newfound scope.
For years my light was far too dim
But this day I renew the flame
That had been sovereign with hope
Not prevailing thoughts of shame.
But sober days do violently incise my will
And I lapse to antecedent ways.
I bury myself in a grave of famine
Living within these infectious days.
I battle Satan’s mercenaries
With every flash of conscientiousness.
I’m blinded on this debauched road
In which I have digressed.
Travis Lepine
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/where-does-my-road-lead/
