Recovery is a battle every single day,
we fight for control every wich way.
Cravings burn from deep inside,
they fight for the power, to make us subside.
We look to each other for strength and support,
we turn to our higher power, to pray and report.
Some will make fun, and call us weak.
They will offer us a fix when times are bleak.
We have got to use our heads,
and tell them to get lost.
We need to keep our faith,
and remember the cost.
Our will keeps us strong.
Our strength gives us power.
Our faith in ourselves,
gets us through each our.
Adding your comment:
I really like the way that this has a great rhythm and shows your devotion so clearly 
