Submit Your Uniquely Creative & Short Poems FREE: alcoholics anonymous
Showing posts with label alcoholics anonymous. Show all posts
Showing posts with label alcoholics anonymous. Show all posts

Wednesday, September 15, 2010

Elite Publishing's & Graffix

Sorry to break from the norm but I just had to get in a "plug" for my new website.


Come and see ElitePublishings.com; A Tennessee based graphic design firm!

Also we are in need of some more creative poetry submissions! Please E-mail your submissions to ElitePublishings@Gmail.com.  Don't forget to include a picture, prefered colors, and a link to your site.

Thanks,
Smitty

Sunday, December 13, 2009

The Life I Want: Clean & Sober

The Life I Want: Clean & Sober

Yet again I’ve slipped back into a hole
Only now I must come clean and cleanse my soul

Why do I do the things that I do?
There’s no one to blame, but my disease for the brew

I’m an alcoholic and this I know
I need help, so rehab I’ll go

When I drink I’m a different person
I black out till morning, this is certain

I know my family is behind me
But getting to the point, they may disown the

I’ve been giving more than one chance
A drinking problem I have, the truth I dance

The next day I don’t remember anything
It’s guilt in my stomach, the sickness I bring

I haven’t done anything worth taking my life
I want to grow old some day, maybe kids & a wife

I’ll do whatever it takes to make this right
But please don’t make me sit in hell for one more night

I’ve turned to god many times before
Asked him for forgiveness, to settle the score

I’d give up my life to stay out of jail
My life is credit, I’d use it as bail

Please don’t make me go back again
I’m following God, my only true friend.


Sobriety Poems

By: Gregory Smitheman


Also if you liked my creativeness check out my graphic design portfolio for some of my own awesome graphics designed in Photoshop. 






Thursday, November 26, 2009

Unwanted Outcome

Unwanted Outcome




My heart burns with an urgent desire

At the first site of her, I start to perspire


What is it about my drug of choice

Is it a party, a friend, or an instant rejoice


I’m stuck in my ways, my mind is content

every time I use, my soul to repent


Under the influence my morals are weak

The outcomes of events, no worries, often bleak


Me being sloppy leads to making wrong decisions

Family left hurt, we bleeding incisions


True friends are lost, left in the mist

Actions lead to fights, and legalities risked


Often I get lucky, time unwisely spent

Mostly spending my pay check, often the rent


I find myself miserable and grieving

Often I’ve turned to dealing or thieving


The end of every day I eventually get twisted

My spirits are down, very rarely lifted


How can I change the things that I do

Follow the 12 steps, see them through


All in all my life isn’t so bad
Could be worse, I could die from cirrhosis
Just like my DAD!


Gregory Smitheman
Short Poems


Also if you liked my creativeness check out my graphic design portfolio for some of my own awesome graphics designed in Photoshop. 









Wednesday, November 25, 2009

I

I


I entrust my life to these care giving people

I look up to God, pray beneath the steeple



I read from my book “Daily Reflections”

I go to bible study, heed the suggestions



I am tired of always, waking up sick

I believe it’s my choice, which life to pick



I will not always be stuck in my ways

I would like to think, it’s not the end of days



I want to deal with my problems, drinking not the key

I don’t ever again to have my freedom taken from me



I want to regain family and Godly friends

I will try to talk to them and make amends



I don’t want to be forever on trial

I love to make people laugh and smile



I attend meetings to work on my recovery

I am hopeful everyday for a new discovery



I do my homework and complete my assignment

I will turn a new leaf and break from confinement



I am going to be the person I was once

I am tired of being a failure, the family dunce


Gregory Smitheman
Short Poems


Also if you liked my creativeness check out my graphic design portfolio for some of my own awesome graphics designed in Photoshop. 







Tuesday, November 24, 2009

Lost Souls

Lost Souls

We must first bridge the gap of isolation
By doing so we form our future & fix decimation


Unavailing times call for desperate measures
To walk the path, uncover godly treasures


Consolidate short comings and view steps perceived
Regain morals, and trust in god believed


Admit we are powerless over our addictions
We set common goals and confront our convictions


When life’s not good & we need some sanity
We overcome thoughts to lessen the vanity


Though we find ourselves eager to be rebuilt
We must release the pain, suffering, and guilt


We seek amends in these little rooms
Gain back a lost soul this drug consumes


We continue to take a personal inventory
Relating to others, by sharing our story


Let God take over, be your higher power
For without him we struggle and eventually sour


We must believe in ourselves and that’s no lie
If we keep down this road, we’re surly to die


Just remember on thing before you go
When it comes to drugs “Just say NO”


Gregory Smitheman
Short Poems




Also if you liked my creativeness check out my graphic design portfolio for some of my own awesome graphics designed in Photoshop.







Monday, November 23, 2009

A Cat With a Long Tale

A Cat With A Long Tale



I once was this cat, far from complete,
I did illegal things I could never repeat.


Then one day my life totally changed,
I got in trouble, my priorities rearranged.



Let me tell you how I've been, since my last drink,
I've had ups and downs, come almost to the brink.


I'll admit at first it was awful hard,
To be banished from drinking, forever barred.



I've devoted the last four months to patience and care,

Let my higher power take over, threw my hands in the air.


I've accepted I'm and alcoholic, the disease has won,
Have had time to think, much has been done.



Now in recovery it's up to me
To live life free of pain, stress, and agony,


Finally realizing I'm not in control,
My decision to reap, as life takes its toll.



I plan to follow all twelve steps,
Do what ever it takes, go to all depths.


I once was lost but now I'm found,
A strong new person, who's on higher ground.



My will is flawless, I will prevail,
Now comfortable in a room full of rockers, signed:
A Cat With A Long Tale




 Also if you liked my creativeness check out my graphic design portfolio for some of my own awesome graphics designed in Photoshop.





 

The On Demand Global Workforce - oDesk
Get Published FOR FREE