Recovery

As I lay cradled within my refuge

My craving for freedom grows constantly

The apathy comes as a great deluge

Behaving as such, never modestly

 

As days turn to weeks, I plan and prepare

For the day that I am liberated

Constant nothingness leads to my despair

And I become more and more frustrated

 

As my destiny approaches the door

My mental vigor continues to grow

But while I may have been stronger before

I will rebuild; to the world, I will show.

 

All of the pain I continue to bear

All of the joy in my heart I will share

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