nomis

While posting in another thread, this poem popped into my head. After listening to it a few times, I found it incredibly moving and inspirational. Not to be trite by comparing our situations with Mandela's, but addiction is a prison.

This poem reminds me that even in my darkest days of drinking I never gave up on myself, and ultimately I, and no one else, made the decision to get sober and break out of my prison. Hope anyone else struggling here can take a little inspiration or solace from it as well:

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=FozhZHuAcCs

Ptcapote

This is probably one of my favorite poems of all time. And yes, it does speak volumes to those in recovery, I think.

Thanks for reminding me of it today...so beautiful. Last line is the best.

Seiceps

How bizarre. I have the last lines of that poem in my fridge on a tiny post it for about ten years. I never knew what poem it came from , thought it was just those lines. Thank you.
Another mere coincidence pt , or what !!!!

Seiceps

Not in my fridge ! On my fridge ! 😜

Grymt

Invictus

Out of the night that covers me,
Black as the Pit from pole to pole,
I thank whatever gods may be
For my unconquerable soul.

In the fell clutch of circumstance
I have not winced nor cried aloud.
Under the bludgeonings of chance
My head is bloody, but unbowed.

Beyond this place of wrath and tears
Looms but the Horror of the shade,
And yet the menace of the years
Finds, and shall find, me unafraid.

It matters not how strait the gate,
How charged with punishments the scroll.
I am the master of my fate:
I am the captain of my soul.

William Ernest Henley - 1888