Choices

I sit alone in my room
I see the darkness and the gloom
Eyes open but dazed and unclear
And I think, “How did I get here?”
My life started like any other
With a push and a scream
Cold and shivering I met my mother
Years later a shattered dream
Disillusioned and full of steam
I found an answer to this dream
A wild child I turned out to be
Defiant and unwilling to see
The destructive path I chose for me
The pain I thought the drugs would kill
Growing inside me bigger still
The more I tried to take it away
The more I hated to wake up each day
The pain I felt was unlike any other
Cold and shivering I met mother
Not judging or condemning me
She held my hand and helped me see
Another way that life could be
With new eyes the paths appear
Laid out before me, my mind clear
To see the choices that I could make
A new life, mine to take