sitting idle by,
watching the world go by,
as the hands on the clock move slow.
At a 12-step support meeting,
I am supposedly leading, and each week goes by-
nobody shows, except this week you did.
It surprised me because, we totally already know one another.
So no longer idle I begin to try,
to lead you, away from your addiction, as i
try to deal with mine. And we are just like,
It was amazing to see you again-
however I know you are facing down
some of my own private demons too.
Not sure if the next time i see you-
you will really be you? Or a different
version, your illness talking and walking,
deep beneath your skin.