Myself Self Help: A moment of poetic inspiration.

Monday

A moment of poetic inspiration.

Shadow of my Pen

Shadow of my pen

caught my tired eye

Writing without reason

Follows my desire

Walk along beside me

Tip by tip we blend

Feeling all the rhythm

Flowing through my hand

All the letters bouncing

A bigger life than I

As my pen it dances

Where I choose to fly

Will I share my passion?

To keep my dream alive

Or will I let it slip?

Without the will to try

Stumbled down I have

Lied there reaching out

For anything to help me

Understand what life's about

Now I see this purpose

It has brought me to my knees

But this never ending circus

Keeps me in displease

Still I keep on writing

Through my sense of doubt

Just so I can show you

What I think life's about.

Taken from the book: Through This Addicts Eyes

By: Celeste Vitello

http://stores.lulu.com/dare2bdeep

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SherrieJuly 3, 2014 at 9:06 AM
I love your poems. This ones from a few years ago. I'm curious to know what your writing style would be like today. Write on!
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UnknownJuly 4, 2014 at 9:00 AM
Wow! I just stumbled on this blog. What a beautiful way you have with words.:)
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Through This Addicts Eyes

A collection of poems through different emotions while recovering from drug addiction. By: Celeste Vitello http://stores.lulu.com/dare2bdeep Through The Glass. Desired woman in the glass. Used to chase her morbid past. A girl of ten, who hid the days. In cruel, sarcastic, selfish ways. A chance is there to change, She's seen. Her wishes painted gold and green. Eighteen now, she's lost her mind. And looks for love she cannot find. The daylight clings onto the ledge. As twilight takes the shattered edge. Twenty-six her heart reversed. As fears and shadows end, Dispersed. Her hope and dreams returned at last. She turns and smiles Through the glass.

Seeds of Faith

Many of us lost and confused
Others wonder, "why does she use?"
Out of control in my very own life
Don't care to stop or dare to think twice
Of mistakes that I make and laughs that I fake
Looking at you for what I can take.

Something about them makes me tick
Hmmm-I don't know could I be sick?
"Not me, I'm different!" I heard her say
When deep down inside we all feel the same way.

With so much regret, don't know where to start
Just wish I was able to follow my heart
All in my head, gonna give up this fight
After all...Maybe those 12 steps are right.

Can't be too cool for the knowledge I need
To survive in a world of cruelty and greed
Admit I have problems and understand why
Can't be just me...Do you want to die?

Just know in my heart, it tells me what's true
Left here with faith...Now...It's all I can do.

From her book: Through this Addicts Eyes, by: Celeste Vitello

For more of these Inspirational Reads, those searching for a deeper understanding of the "slave to"..."must have" dilemma of addiction, please visit the link below. The author committed herself to staying clean & she has been clean for over 6 years now.

She has a talent for writing and she decided to write a collection of poems while going through different emotions while recovering from drug addiction. This wonderful book of poetry touches on emotions of anger, sadness, confusion, happiness, hopefulness & thoughts.

Through This Addicts Eyes - Find the book at
http://stores.lulu.com/dare2bdeep

Myself Self Help

Monday

A moment of poetic inspiration.

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