In the last three years I could say that I have had the most life altering, progress making days I have ever in my entire life.
However,
If I were to mark my path on my road called life the day I got out of rehab and started taking steps forward watching as the months on the calendar dropped like fall leaves to the present day (almost two years later) I've been frustrated to look at my feet and see the original mark sitting there. [Have I really not made any progress in the last two years of my life?] I'm sure people who know me would argue that I have made progress by leaps and bounds.
[I] just don't feel like (I) have...
Why do I have such a difficult time getting past (who) I [was]?
[Why] does the junkie, cracked out person I was loom over_me_like a dark cloud?
Do I cling to the past in fear|hope that if I screw up again I will have an excuse? A [justification]?
Was I ever really a drug addict?
Did I ever really do all those things?
Was that really [me]?
I never changed because that was never who I was. I was running|escaping but never really going anywhere. I merely changed aspects of my life for the worse but stood in the same spot. Just as I have done these last couple years. I've changed things in my life but I'm still in the same spot. I've been in the same spot my whole life.
Life's what you make it|And I'm going back to bed...