Enjoy the poem, but be warned…things aren’t always what they seem!
The path to recovery was long and hard, but here I stand today.
The wounds have left some scars, and the tears and pains were many along the way.
How lonely my journey was, without the light of day, that everything seemed hopeless and far from gay.
I lost my mind and lost my heart, lost even words to say. Yet, somehow I managed to keep my insanity at bay.
Yet, here I am, recovered. The wounds have healed…left scars that will never go away.
And, here I am, to fight the pains of life and enjoy my day to day…and how lucky I am, that I may.
The Rebel Bee 