Day 50 – Marker Stone (poem/prayer)
Fifty days.Not fifty perfect days.More like fifty rounds in the dirt.I lay this marker here,to say I made it this far.Now, God—help me make it farther.
Day 49 – Return in Ashes (raw thought)
My program’s not shining right now—it’s ashes.But ashes mean there was fire once.And fire can come back.Today I strike a match.
Day 48 – The Exchange (poem)
I hand You my chaos,You hand me a breath.I give You my shame,You give me a little hope.We keep trading like this,and somehow I’m still in the fight.
Day 47 – The Scream (raw thought)
The addict voice is loud as hell right now.Keeps promising comfort, but I know the price tag.It’s been screaming for days.I’m still not buying.
Day 46 – On My Knees (prayer)
God,I don’t have some big fancy prayer tonight.I’ve got scraps.I’ve got a little honesty and a lot of “please.”So here it is—I’m down here, and I need You.
Day 45 – Gravel Road (poem)
This road eats at me.Chews my feet to blisters.But the road I left behind would’ve buried me.So I keep walking,even if I limp the whole way.
Day 44 – Half Measures (raw thought)
Half measures are a back door for the addict to sneak in and wreck the place.I’ve been leaving it unlocked all week.Today I’m bolting it shut.Not playing that game.
Day 43 – What’s Left (poem)
Take the polish,take the pretend,take the fake “I’m fine.”Leave me raw,leave me scraped down to bone.What’s left?Just enough to fight another day.
Day 42 – Prayer in the Noise (prayer)
God,My head’s a damn carnival right now.Loud, messy, flashing lights I never asked for.Say one word, louder than all of it.Just one.Make it Stay.
Day 41 – Thin Ice (raw thought)
Been sliding more than walking lately.Every step feels like thin ice, and I can hear it crack.One bad move and I’m under.But I ain’t gone yet.Still moving. Still here.