I Am Enough

I Am Enough

A Poem For Those Struggling

I found this wonderful poem floating around the internet the other day. I wanted to share it with all you amazing women recovering from a hopeless state of mind and body.

recovery is possible

Together, we are enough. Together, I am enough.

I Am Enough

I am enough to make it
Through the night. I am enough
To make it through the day.
No matter my struggles
And I have many struggles
I know I’ll be OK.
I don’t give in, I believe and have faith.
I am enough.

You are enough to make it
Through anything. You are enough
To live through anything.
You don’t have to be perfect
And it doesn’t matter if you are smart
Just open your eyes and open your heart.
Find the strength and peace
That we have inside our chests.
Believe that it will stay there
Until your very last breath.
You are enough.

We are enough to make it
Through the highs and make it
Through the lows. We are enough
To make it through the dark sky
And the nights when tears fly.
Don’t give up I promise you
It gets better
and our dreams come true.
We are enough.

I am enough to make it
Through drugs, heartbreak and pain.
I am enough to make it
Through the cold and pouring rain.
I am enough to make it
Through anything with you my friend.
I am enough to make it
Because this is only the beginning it isn’t the end.

–Author Unknown

The Risky Game: An Overdose Poem

An Unintended Overdose

risky game an overdose poem

One of our wonderful fans, the talented Ariana Galante, sent us this poem.

Ariana’s a high school junior from Pennsylvania. She wrote “The Risky Game” after her school hosted a drug awareness seminar.

She was moved by this seminar, saying it brought back memories of her experience with a family member’s addiction. She lived in constant fear of losing her sister. Today, she says, her sister is doing great and has been sober for a few years.

Thanks Ariana! You rock!

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The Risky Game

One time.
One chance.
I take the risk.
Will it be my last?

Heavy eyes,
dizzy head,
I lay down,
on my bed.

Hurry please!
Come get me now!
Find me!
I’m beginning to drown.

I doze off.
I drift.
Flying high,
but now stiff.

She enters.
Sees me lying here,
coming closer,
touches my hair.

I’m cold.
She falls.
Grabs her phone,
and makes that call.

That dreaded day,
we are now apart,
my mistake,
her broken heart.

But for me,
what seemed like a fun time,
careless actions,
turned into the way I died.

–Ariana Galante