The Promises

 Things aren't always happy and grand.
But I'm no longer  the one with his head in the sand.
Im raising my kids & feeding them to.
all the fortune and fame im through with that to.
Selling my possessions, putting food on the table.
These days im just glad to be able.
Where was once spoons and thugs.
Now im sweeping and washing the rugs.  
I still have some pains.
all that  junk i shot in my veins.
I wont say im happy i wasted those times.
But slowly forgiving  myself   For all those lines.
I once was a man of honor and creed.
Traded it all for a few shots of speed.
Getting that back to, one day at a time.
Trust comes slow since i always fed them a line.
Got my kids back in my life.
Even Saved my relationship with my wife.
Gods been with me , every day since i left.
I have even passed up 20 chances to take meth.
I finally feel that freedom  thats listed right after step nine.
Line after line  those PROMISES are mine.