Healing is a beautiful journey,
Some days you get to sit back
And think of the days you couldn’t
Get out your head.
Some days you sit back and
Recall those never ending days,
Each day bleeding into the next
With nothing but despair to get by on.
Some days you sit back and
Think back to the times when you were
High on everything except hope
And that was what you really needed.
And some days on your healing journey,
You relapse and fall but you know
It will all be fine. Someday.