Triple Care Farm graduate Lily* penned this moving poem about her recovery journey through addiction.
Cracks of light dance on the walls
The dots of chaos blurry;
Muddling the soul’s vision.
Hands sliced open,
Slipping on shards of glass
Invisible against the wooden boards
That bruised her knees.
Shattered and scratching,
She glances ahead
Notes the walls and door decorated with her pleads
In the form of bloody marks.
Shattered and scrambling
She glances beside herself,
To the walls closing in;
arms stretched to stop them;
cracked bones like fire dancing in her blood;
Bruises forming disguised as love.
Shattered and screaming
Crying for protection
She glanced down to her arms,
notes the toxins seeping into her veins.
Hushed and whispering, her whimpering is heard
Guiding fragments of her spirit
Through chaotic light shows;
Escaping through the cracks
Allowing themselves to engulf the room with light.
The dots more distinct now;
The edges forever fighting the darkness waiting for a slip,
For a break,
for a way in
Walls slowly crumbling;
Colours darting against the cracks flooded through the walls
Creating a cosmos of chaos
A blinding raw chaos.
Scratching, scrambling, screaming
Reaching the exit
finally recalling the secret whereabouts of the spare key.
Rays fall upon faded scars
Burnt from shooting stars,
The vicious lights darting around her cold room
Like warm hands guiding her to a personal garden of forgiveness
The real garden of Eden.
Rose tinted rays
Creating rose tinted memories
Engraved signature on her soul in a chaotic cosmos
Shattered and scrambling;
Kindness and gratitude
She quickens her pace
Embracing the warm lights.
*Lily’s name and image have been changed to protect her privacy.
We thank her for allowing us to share her words and story.
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