My chains are finally broken

Shackles of addiction
Were broken that day
Since then
I feel new everyday
It feels good
To not be a slave
To my addiction
That kept me at bay

Thru my eyes I have a knew perspective
Fuck I have new vision
I find love in the strangest things
My heart skips a beat when I see glitter
Other times I want to grab my crayons
And start coloring
Then ill see a smile and feel warm and fuzzy.
Then ill lose time and space while gazing across a room.....damn.
The things I look forward to seeing.
Are the same things that make this recovery interesting.
And grateful you all put up with my shit