Monday, September 22, 2014

"My Addiction" A Spoken Word



By George Lynch
10th Year Anniversary of
Celebrate Recovery Vero Beach FL

Ripples


Where does time go,
when looking into the beyond?
Do you see the ripples,
when you disturb the pond?

Or is the stone thrown,
not to your desired effect?
Because it creates waves,
that will soon wreck.

It is at the epicenter,
where the tragedy begins.
If you wouldn't have thrown that stone,
The beyond wouldn't look so dim.
So maybe time shouldn't be spent,
looking too far ahead.
Before you think of throwing stones,
You should see where you are led.
I ask again where does time go,
If you look at today?
You wouldn't be so quick to throw a stone
If it would only end up in your way.
So how rough do you want your waters,
for it is your time you disturb.
If your hand is still full of stones,
I'm afraid you didn't hear a word.

Written by George Lynch
while at Mayo Correctional Institution

Sunday, September 21, 2014

2005


2005, starting a new year
I promise myself no more tears.

No more unwanted pain
It's the year my life will change.

I'm so sick of regretting 2004
This year will open brand new doors!

No more worries about what's been done
Only focus on the new live begun.

All the friends and past relationships
can't say I won't truly miss.

But as I turn over a new leaf
The person I was I can no longer be.

Sad as my heart continues to break
yet, it's best for everyone's sake.
 
So, 2005 is the year for me
No longer living in failure, but VICTORY!
 
Written by George Lynch
 

Saturday, September 20, 2014

?


Excuse me if I feel a little poetic
It seems no one is sympathetic
tired of being apologetic
because it's starting to feel real pathetic.

So let me speak these words of rhyme
Show you what goes through my mind
as I sit here and pass this time
reflecting on what was left behind.

A person I thought I had by my side
yet, I guess love is able to divide
in her I should not have confide
because her love only quivered and died.

People I thought I could trust
how quickly friendships turn to dust
as loyalties began to bust
leaving me stained with the color of rust.

To my family I caused so much pain
the cause I need not to explain
look to others, yet find myself to blame
myself the only one to be shamed

A life riddled of addiction
bringing chaos and total destruction
That created  brain malfunction
with insanity in it's conjunction 
 
So as you can plainly see
It's time for some disaster relief
on the person I used to be
before my life completely depletes.
 
Written by: George Lynch
while at Mayo Correctional Institution