When i looked up to the hills,

i sought to find love and hope.

They came but dressed in blue pills.

How long will i take them? How long will i cope?

 

The mender whispered….”for life”.

My mum smiled but her mood still cried.

The truth hurt as it cut deep like a knife.

Where will i go?…where will i hide?

 

On the road i met RECOVERY!

She smiled as she gave me a clue.

i was so anxious to hear her Discovery.

You will be whole…You will be NEW!

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