My Doorsteps are an entrance and exit
for all types of guest
I guess, I can consider my life simply as
cold and hard as Doorsteps
The cement blocks that leads to my doorway
I call them Poor Steps
Because each step taken is another step
closer to more stress
My residence seems to only welcome in
poor guest
My door mat should read
" Welcome to the home of no success "
This is the devil's home because
God don't help, no more or less
Everytime I leave my home
I jump down to the pavement
so I can avoid all the Steps
Everyday less money, more problems
Got me walking closer and closer
to the Drug Steps
But the Lord knows, I don't really want
to walk up to Crack Steps
I ask God for some anointment
to clean these Steps
To turn them into some
Rich Steps, Blessed Steps
But no matter how much soap and water used
my house entrance is the same,
old and ragged
So the pressure builds up
I can't take it, tired of crying
So I chase myself to the Dope Steps
The only Steps that makes me feel good
and gets me a step closer to some relief
The addiction gets crazy
makes my body more lazy
Has me constantly nodding off
Not knowing that God was telling me
" Damn Girl "
Let me introduce you to the 12 Steps
Looking into a mirror
had me seeing that I was a hot mess
But now the rehab has me making
weekly progress
Like a baby learning to walk
I started to take Small Steps
Graduating to Bigger Steps
Every drug program completed
has me taking deeper breaths
When released my trip home
what kind of welcoming will
I recieve, I couldn't guess
But when I got home
I was Blessed
The banner said
" Welcome home to the Cleanest Steps "
Every bad thing became the best
I guess Doorsteps is an enterance
and an exit place of all types of guests
I guess I can consider my life open
and as free as Doorsteps
Author notes
Words for a contest ONLY !!!
A contest entry
- The Inner Circle - Bronze by Never Fall in Love.
900 points, ended January 11, 2008, 3 entries
Bronze trophy winner
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Please tell me what you think
Comments
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Someone once told me that in addiction your always either getter better or worse, theres no in between. Just as in the stairs, your moving up or down, never in a straight line. Great job, and good luck in the contest.
-Nathan
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I love the whole basis of your poem, the steps, and life and obviously the drugs,
Though i would have liked a little more in depth version of what the drugs make you feel like or what it does to you, but what you gave me was good
Thanks
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wow your words here are remarkable this is such a truly truly brilliant piece!!! This is amazing I really loved reading this its truly heartfelt!!!
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Love it!
i love this write because of the analogy you used for the steps as your life. I think I have run to the Sex steps...that is where I run when I am hurt...but sometimes there is no one home LOL. But I love this and can't wait to read more of you sorry it took so long to get to your work!
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Steps are what they are
where they lead you is your decision! The path to the cross was rocky and made of dirt, but his blood flowed down it with no hesitation. Your steps are a path into the Lord's house, it is just yours to clean! Love ya Sis, The Shaker
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BRAVO!!!!!!
Wow! Joyce, this is a very touching and impressive work you did here. Seriously, this is very well done. You almost had me convinced you were living this, until I read your author notes. I just can hardly believe how much your poetry has grown and matured since you first joined here. I am truly amazed by that. Beautiful job on this. ~Susan
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Outstanding
Beautiful poem. I knew it could not really be about you from reading everything on your Author Page (the poem of your life -- terrific poem!) That is oh so happy! -- and this just the opposite! But it is so well written the person described here is completely believable.
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aww that was very sad and great i loved it keep it up and congrats on the troughy this poem deserved it..
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Hello there and thanks for entering the contest i thought your piece was really good and a very good read too.Thanks again for entering and best of luck
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Wow!!! This is amazing! I can't say I'm shocked, because I know how drugs and alcohol can affect a person's life indirectly just as much as if they have a problem themselves. Both on a personal and professional basis, you've seen enough to know and relate closely to the subject. You are one of the most understanding, compassionate, and empathetic people I know, and this shows me that even more.
You’ve used so much creativity in writing this as well, that there’s really nothing I can say other than ~ outstanding! Congrats on the trophy, and I do hope AP features this. Sadly, many will relate. But hopefully, and gladly, many could also be helped by reading it.
Much love,
s,
a standing ovation,
~ and more applauds than AP allows ~
~J.
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After I reached the third stanza ... I just had to go back and check to make sure it was you!
Right now, all I can say is that I'm shocked.
Never ♥
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Hi Sweetheart,
I am not sure if you being shocked is a good thing or not LoL.
This was the hardest poem I ever written, it took me days to write, because it is so " not me ".
But the title reminded me of a story a patient of mine once told me, many many years ago. The story in this piece was truly her life and the outcome in the end was amazing. I still hear from this young lady every now and again and I am proud to say that she is still living a clean and happy life.
I think I shocked a few people who read this, but I'm glad I wrote it.
Loveandblessings2u & yours always
Love You Granny
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i love this piece. it shows how you can step away from the influence and live a better life without trowing it away comepletely. <3
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Very creative entry my dear. A few spelling/grammer suggestions/corrections.
poor guess >> "guests"
This is the devil home because >> "devil's"
Love how you've used the "steps" as an oxymoron.
powerful
~The Inc."
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Awesome
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Honey...some 24 hours ago, this was my life from start to finish. I started my recovery process 11 ½ years ago, one day at a time.
Do I ever identify with this passage;
"Looking into a mirror
had me seeing that I was a hot mess
But now the rehab has me making
weekly progress
Like a baby learning to walk
I started to take Small Steps
Graduating to Bigger Steps"
The beauty in this poem is recovery. The reality for all those that may read this poem, and know they suffer from addiction is; there is help, there is healing, and those "Doorsteps" can be rebuilt whenever the owner/occupant is ready to get their life in order. To be free instead of bound. This side of the fence is brighter. This side of the fence is life on life's terms. This side makes me see clearer, and know (for sure) that if I can't reach my sponsor, my sisters or brothers in the Fellowship or my friends...God is always available, ready to hold me close, and get me through those impulsive moments.
Thank You for sharing the reality metaphor you've written in. I am bookmarking this poem, because the disease of addiction hasn't gone anywhere. It is however, arrested and my prayer is to keep it locked up, and inactive, one step, and one day at a time. I am sending this link to several people that I know will appreciate your words.
I also want to thank Kathleen (ears2hearyou) for sending me the link to this exceptional work of poetry. I wish you well in the contest my friend.
Much Love & Many Blessings ♥
Renee
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Hi Renee,
I don't think I have ever gotten such a nice comment as yours from anyone.
I am so happy to hear how well you are doing. I pray that you will continue on the right road. I can only guess how hard it must be to figth for your own life.
I work in a hospital were I see patients everyday come and go with drug problems and drinking problems.
Sometimes I just look at them and wonder what in the world is wrong with them. I live in the city of Phila and we are over loaded with drug problems.
But what I failed to realize is that everyone of those drug addicted persons, has a story behind the reason they are the way they are. Everyone, everywhere has a story behind their life drugs or no drugs. So it is so wrong to judge someone, you know nothing about. I see how wrong it is everyday. I see people who are mistreated because of there problem, It is so wrong to lable others. It can even be heartbreaking.
It is an illness, and people need help, just like they would with any other kind of illness.
I care enough to help anyone, who is willing to stand up and ask for help. I believe that the reason I was born was to care for others, so that's what I do, every single day of my life. I don't care who you are, or where you have been, all I need to know is where you want to go, and as long as it is on the right path, then I am right by your side. I made it my mission in life to help even if it is only one person. If I can help just one person than I can say that I lived my life to it fullest.
Thank you so much for commenting on my poem. I am very happy that you linked it to others. I pray that my words will help somebody, anybody.
Continue to do well and be proud of your self for taking that first step. I am proud to have met you and I hope this is not the last time that I hear from you.
Many, many blessings to you and yours always
Loveandblessings2u & yours always
Joyce
P.S. I don't think I ever had anyone bookmark anything I ever written. Thanks for making my day.
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We need more helpers in this world. Especially with the blight we see each day. Yes, everyone has a story that leads up to the place they are presently in in life. Sometimes the adversary has its way with souls, and we become lost but I know for a fact that if we seek help we will receive it. You keep doing what you do poet. I know if this poem didn't help anyone else, it surely helped me. Thank YOU!
Much Love & Respect ♥
Renee
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wonderfulll this is going all the way into my bookmarks such a great poem wowwwwwwwwwwwwww i love it loadds
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APPLAUD-APPLAUD-APPLAUD
Interesting metaphor you've presented us with,
I can consider my life smiply as cold and hard as
doorsteps...ouch! oh my goodness are you leading us
to Clarity steps! yes! oh..dearest poet, this
was ABSOLUTE BEST! You did great with this!
APPLAUD- APPLAUD-APPLAUD!
I going to ask ap.com to feature this poem, you
wrote this so smartly and perfectly done!
great job!
ears2hearyou
Kathleen : )))
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A very powerful sad poem, that I can relate to, not myself taking these steps but someone I know.
DEEP
~sugar~
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Wow, What a powerful write. My mouth dropped open.
I had to read over again.
This writing goes beyond words.
Very well written. Many applause!
Steffany
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Love the way you chose to go with the prompt. Very different. Very insightful. Good luck.
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Deep
This is a very deep and emotional poem, it is very sad that often people take steps that they should not take, excellent write, thank you for sharing and keep them coming.
raingoddess
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Twinsy,
Thang God you put that note in your Author notes, I was reading and saying to myself, "no, not her! have to find a way to get to her and help her!" Had me worried sis!!!
Thank God this is for a contest only!! You did a great job on it!! I love it!!
Best of luck in this contest!
and love
Nyetta
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Read this again sis
for the group. Thanks for sharing.
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Thank you for the authors notes, I was reading thinking, what the hell has happened to my sweet friend!
You did so well with this, even had me questioning! Sad powerful poem!
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wonderfulwrite, had me going there for a spell. all the best my friend.
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A most excellent and awesome write, sweetie
Very well done!
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Stilll...
this is a DEEP piece sis, I think you did well with the words and imagery in this. Very realistic and true, I loved it. Good luck
ephiphany♥
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