A Newcomer's Poem
A Newcomer's Poem
A reading from Nar-Anon – Sharing Experience Strength & Hope
November 14
A NEWCOMER’S POEM
My girlfriend was enabling her addicted son and his addicted girlfriend. Her denial was allowing the addicts to become an issue between us. It was destroying our relationship, as well as my life. My exhaustive effort as the voice of reason only made matters worse. In fact, I was feeling that my girlfriend had turned against me and was siding with the addicts. I expressed my pain and fear in the following poem:
Lost in a wasteland
Barren and dry
As scavengers ruthlessly
Circle the sky
When a lone tree appears!
Abundant with fruit
Beauty and refuge
In a sultry green suit
And I just might survive
With her love and affection
But her limbs are all covered
With thorns of rejection
Is tending her futile
As hope turns to doubt
With no food . . . no water
And time running out?
Lost in a wasteland
While searching for love
As scavengers ruthlessly
Circle above
And should they arrive
To tear at my skin
Will she sustain me
Or will she join in?
THOUGHT FOR TODAY: In Nar-Anon, I am learning the fight against addiction is futile. I cannot be the voice of reason to those unwilling to listen. I can forgive others, let go and allow them to choose their own path. Although painful at times, I can make choices that are healthy for me.
“Truth, like surgery, may hurt, but it cures." ~ Han Suyin
November 14
A NEWCOMER’S POEM
My girlfriend was enabling her addicted son and his addicted girlfriend. Her denial was allowing the addicts to become an issue between us. It was destroying our relationship, as well as my life. My exhaustive effort as the voice of reason only made matters worse. In fact, I was feeling that my girlfriend had turned against me and was siding with the addicts. I expressed my pain and fear in the following poem:
Lost in a wasteland
Barren and dry
As scavengers ruthlessly
Circle the sky
When a lone tree appears!
Abundant with fruit
Beauty and refuge
In a sultry green suit
And I just might survive
With her love and affection
But her limbs are all covered
With thorns of rejection
Is tending her futile
As hope turns to doubt
With no food . . . no water
And time running out?
Lost in a wasteland
While searching for love
As scavengers ruthlessly
Circle above
And should they arrive
To tear at my skin
Will she sustain me
Or will she join in?
THOUGHT FOR TODAY: In Nar-Anon, I am learning the fight against addiction is futile. I cannot be the voice of reason to those unwilling to listen. I can forgive others, let go and allow them to choose their own path. Although painful at times, I can make choices that are healthy for me.
“Truth, like surgery, may hurt, but it cures." ~ Han Suyin
THOUGHT FOR TODAY: In Nar-Anon, I am learning the fight against addiction is futile. I cannot be the voice of reason to those unwilling to listen. I can forgive others, let go and allow them to choose their own path. Although painful at times, I can make choices that are healthy for me.
“Truth, like surgery, may hurt, but it cures." ~ Han Suyin
“Truth, like surgery, may hurt, but it cures." ~ Han Suyin
I cannot be the voice of reason to those unwilling to listen.
WOW - how powerful!
Probably the only one I can talk to about making better choices for healthier behavior is ME.
Thanks so much for this post -
As I sit here trying to make sense of nonsense, this post helps me let go
I need it to be my mantra - I cannot be the voice of reason to those unwilling to listen!!!
Thanks!
As I sit here trying to make sense of nonsense, this post helps me let go
I need it to be my mantra - I cannot be the voice of reason to those unwilling to listen!!!
Thanks!
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