What would you do? If you were trapped in a sea of darkness, Drowning alone without water near, When your answer comes in a pill, bottle, pipe or needle,
What would you do? To survive you must steal, Sell pieces of your soul, No hope in here,
What would you do? Living as a wild animal, DCFS/Police is at the door, Jails, Institutions and Death are here,
What would you do? When your babies are gone, “Off to inpatient treatment you go”, says the Judge For 30/60/90/180 days,
What would you do? Vomit; nausea; fevers; chills; diarrhea; insomnia; headache; sweats, Cannot trust your body, Ache for your old misery,
What would you do? When the clouds over the sea begin to depart, Surrender is here, Yet fear is around,
What would you do? Discharged from TX; unemployed; homeless; baby-less, Freedom from the darkness is here, One day at a time,
What would you do? When you cannot recognize your feelings, Numbness of the years is gone, Darkness is near,
What would you do? When the DCFS social worker says; “No way can you get your babies back”, When you cannot read the paperwork they hand to you?
What would you do? Attend intensive outpatient group therapy x 3 a week, Twelve-step support group x 5 a week “Hi, my name is _______, I am an addict/alcoholic”,
What would you do? When friends go back into that familiar darkness, Not to reappear, “Two steps forward, one step back”,
What would you do? When you cannot pee in a cup on command, Off to a night in a jail, When professional helpers’ influence is limited,
What would you do? To the powerless, what would you say? “Pull yourself up by your bootstraps”, When I am bootless. . .