Boredom

Boredom has become my biggest cross to bear.
It weighs heavily on me when no one is near.
I can no longer work or hardly get outside.
Facebook and TV cannot fully provide.
The stimulation I need to feel emotionally alive.

I remember how the bottle and pipe helped me relax.
And I can begin to forget how they caused my collapse.
How I became destitute, homeless, and overpowered by fear.
If I pick up now I would soon be returning, I'm clear

My life has traveled a very long way since then
and I have no wish to go back there ever again
I may have a handicap yet still I need to strive
To find contentment and joy in being alive