Scared No More

Scared No More

I was a scared little girl when I walked through those doors,
Only six weeks ago.
It’s my time to face the world again,
Now I finally have to go.

Beyond those doors is a scary place,
That I now must return to-
Taking with me all I have learned-
My precious tools that I must not lose.

For out those doors is a world full of
Hatred, betrayal, and lies;
Full of all those drugs I once used,
But instead, now the ones I despise.

I used to hide from that nasty place-
The world I must return to now.
I can’t hide anymore and do my drugs-
So the question I have is how?

How do I return alone,
To the world I once knew?
How do I go back out to that place,
So frightened and confused?

We are taught to believe in ourselves,
This being first above all.
For if I truly believe in myself,
I may stumble but will not fall.

Though if I fall, pick myself back up-
Dust off the dirt and go on.
Stay in recovery and pray every day,
In turn God will do me no wrong.

This is easy to say and hard to do,
But do all this I must.
In myself I must believe,
And in God I must trust.

A scared little girl walked through those doors,
Almost six weeks ago.
Today I believe and am scared no more,
So it is my time to go.