A Recovery Poem by Chris Bunton
I still dream of my friends,
The ones I used to know.
The ones passed away,
The ones still at home.
I miss my friends,
But I don’t miss the pain.
The shady lies,
And back dealing shame.
Never knowing who to trust,
Or which one would betray.
Wondering who would be there,
And who would throw me away.
Booze and drugs flowing deep,
Lust and demons on the watch.
To tear us apart for fun
While we party too much.
I remember those days,
When you had to be cool.
When your life depended
On wearing the right shoe.
Then later, in years gone by
When we still drank
And ran all day
To our own silly tune.
Did I ever really care about you?
Or did we just lie to get by?
I don’t know.
Does love really die?
I remember those days
They seem like a dream.
Did it really matter?
Those things we always did?
It seemed so important,
In that insane drunken haze,
To be near the action
And part of the games.
But now I don’t care
To be anywhere near
The stuff of my past
I’m glad it didn’t last.
But, I still dream of my friends,
And I care about them all
Our souls are mixed together,
In a nostalgic soup of time.
I see that those days,
Made me who I am
For good or for bad
And I cannot escape.
I’m glad I knew you all
I grew up with the best
But I was toxic with you
And dead to myself.
I still dream of you,
These years gone by
On random nights
You appear in my mind.
I really don’t know why.
Who are you today?
What do you symbolize;
in my burned out mind?
I pray for you all,
I want to see you there.
On that day when we crossover,
Into Paradise forever.
Bio: Chris Bunton is a writer, poet and blogger from Southern Illinois. He has published in several magazines, and has written a poetry eBook called “Against the Man” and an Addiction Recovery eBook called “Made Free: Overcoming Addiction“ His newest book is called “The Future is Coming” and is a collection of dystopian short stories.
Follow Him on Medium: https://chris-bunton.medium.com/
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