Rehabilitation

A cycle of poems «Traumatology»

Trapped in chains of addiction's hold,
A spiral of torment, a story untold.
The needle pierces, a fleeting release,
But shadows of despair bring no peace.

Oh, rehabilitation, a path to reclaim,
To break the cycle, to shed the shame.
A journey of pain, a battle to fight,
To rediscover strength and see the light.

Withdrawal's grip, a torturous ache,
The body rebels, the demons awake.
Temptation whispers, promising relief,
But the path of addiction leads only to grief.

Oh, rehabilitation, a path to reclaim,
To break the cycle, to shed the shame.
A journey of pain, a battle to fight,
To rediscover strength and see the light.

Through therapy's embrace, truths unfold,
Unraveling the roots, the secrets untold.
Support groups gather, a sanctuary of hope,
Where shared stories mend and shattered spirits cope.

Relapse, a stumble on the road to recovery,
A setback that tests the limits of bravery.
Yet, with each fall, a lesson is learned,
A reminder of the battles yet to be earned.

Oh, rehabilitation, a path to reclaim,
To break the cycle, to shed the shame.
A journey of pain, a battle to fight,
To rediscover strength and see the light.

Emerging from the shadows, a new dawn breaks,
Addiction's grip loosened, hope fully awakes.
A life reclaimed, a spirit set free,
A testament to the power of recovery.