Every day I battle
My addictions
Some days it is
A success Other
Days I fail
I don't know why
I was born this way
But it made me
Who I am today
Without these
Experiences of life
I would not be
The man I am
Today
I pray to my God
Each day that I
Do not die because
Of my addictions
But at the end of it all
I have no say
I am powerless
So, for the rest
Of my days
I will struggle
Through, and hope
For the best and
Pray that my God
Will see me through
To a better place
A poem by Garry Ventura
About the Creator
Garry Ventura
I have been a poet/writer for 10 years. I write about anything that I find interesting, but mostly how I am feeling. I live with Bipolar 1 disorder and social/generalized anxiety. I someday hope to be a published poet/writer.
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