My Sobriety Poem

By Madison


I wrote this poem in November 2008, four months after I giving up drinking alcohol. Keeping a sobriety journal allows me to look back and see how how far I have come.

I do not profess to be a poet and I am working on my grammar, but these words still ring true to me today.

Finding freedom at last
Finding me finally
Letting go of the past
Growing slowly

Years have past
Friendships grown and lost
Two new souls brought into the world
New life brings new memories

Time to move aside
Cast away all doubts
There are others who need my strength
Everything makes more sense

 Everything has changed
A little on the outside
Much on the inside

How do you feel? Has sobriety changed you for the better? Are you struggling with your sobriety? Have you tried writing as a way to convey your feelings? What do you do to make sense of sobriety?

Please feel free to share with us.

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4 Responses to “My Sobriety Poem”

  1. dusty

    My husband is a Alcoholic & is not a very nice one! Well he has realized that me & life & the kids are more important! How can I be a good supporter??

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  2. Madison

    Hi Dusty,
    Thanks for stopping by. The best action you can take is to visit the Al-Anon website, this organization supports those who are affected by the alcoholic. By joining the group, you will get great support, strength and advice. If you are not keen on joining a group, you can read what they have to say on the website. http://www.al-anon.alateen.org
    Do some research on how to handle alcoholics. Also, visit the Spiritual River for some good advice. http://www.spiritualriver.com
    Good luck.

    #1564
  3. Gina

    The drama, the heartbreak is the test of how much I can take… unresolved issues has me reaching for tissues, sobbing my heart out, getting to know who I am by doing things that are not in line with what I feel is right. I had a talk with god and he always has my back. I feel connected to this life force once again, I look at the situation with love and I move on, stronger and wiser. I have a substance abuse problem, problem is I’ll abuse anything I can escape into – it’s an addiction. I’m fighting it – I’m embracing it and learning from it. I had to cover up my feelings, feelings that were enraged with disappointment, hurt and confusion – my life looked like one big illusion so I escaped into a reality I’d like to call high.
    I have the heart of a poet, one you would read in a romance novel… but that’s really the way I feel. There is beauty in this life and the love that I have in my heart is real. There is aftermath of years that I have been abused and neglected, rejected and faced the hard reality of pain, deep pain. The thing is I didn’t come to terms with what I wasn’t aware of, so when my life spun out of control I had to take a closer look, I was forced to do or die. There is that part of me that always remained in tact, one of the spiritual essence of my being that never had been touched, it’s always love. I dream of a world that is of calm, peace and inner conviction. A being that despite being challenged which was my choice before entering this physical world overcame and rose from the darkness into the light.

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  4. Madison

    Hi Gina,
    If you have the heart of a poet then I hope you are writing. Writing is such therapy. Thank you for sharing with us.

    #2127

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