30th June 2015

POEM WRITTEN BY A CLIENT

 

HEARTACHE

 

A lot of heartache in my mind

Thinking about the one’s I have hurt and left behind

Riddled with temptation, riddled with guilt

Feel insignificant and no sense of belief.

 

Striving through, just to get through the day

But feel there is no other way

Except to go back where I was before

Wanting the drink and drugs, more and more.

 

Every day just seems the same

Same old excuses, and someone else to blame

God take this confusion that’s in my heart

Because it feels like I am being ripped apart.

 

Harry.