Poem: recovery – 08/11/21

dastardly distress
growing more
not less
unless there is a pathway being chosen
is this a test?
to make healthier of the situation
lightness has already occurred
consumption is the ammunition
there is time
there is time
to fix
alter
mend
darn
this part of life.

complications may have soared
if I continued the way I had
hollow
eyes wide
sagging complexion
beauty, is this, dear woman?

I do not know
but I need to learn balance
it’s a difficult way to dance
pirouetting is what I desire
not sinking because I’m allowing
myself under.

control, control
in its finest form
everything documented
taken in
and jotted down
I guess obsession is easy
to develop
when I’ve the personality like mine

but wind back,
wind back the clock
develop new, fresh, safer habits
with time.  
just learn the research,
I tell myself,
and you’ll be fine.
(08/11/21)
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