One Day At A Time

A poem of hope and healing

I’m still alive
Though not intact
I strive and strive
To stay on track

I try, I fail
I try again
I need to heal
It never ends

The coarse was set
With little wind
My sails a net
It’s hard to win

LIke a tattoo
One stain at a time
What I’ve accrued
Is pain in my prime

I work what I got
With smiles and grins
I want to give up
But fight giving in

So on I’ll go
One day at a time
I’ll go on to
Life’s finish line

© 2018 Bill MacEachern

Author's Note

I’ve experienced many downfalls in. My life, physical and mental abuse from mother and father, abandoned by father, alcoholic Parents, victim of sexual abuse, discovered my mother when she died...
I was falsely accused of child sexual abuse(found innocent) and had a shotgun stuck in my face during a bank robbery...
I attempted suicide several times, at least two were serious ,
My first attempt of sobriety was at the age of 20. A year after my mother died, I was successful for 5 years....
Bent on and off sobriety several times since, at this moment, sober again for 5plus years...
The poem is trying to describe what I feel is the reasons for my struggles in being more successful in life than I’ve been, it’s as if I have preprogramming to failure...