Recovery will shatter you. And will shatter you. Over and over again.
I got shattered today
On the beach while Footloose was blasting.
God can be cruel sometimes.
It can appear as though he’s just laughing as you suffer.
Things like that accentuate the pain. And the pain is often just unbearable. In times like that you just hang on to every second and watch as it slowly leads to the next.
And you just hang on.
But then out of nowhere
Kansas comes on
And sorta saves you
Carry on my wayward son
There will be peace when you are done
Lay your weary head to rest
And don’t you cry no more.