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Matthew Jablonsky shared a letter in the
Poetry group 4 weeks agoValentine's Day
Matthew L Jablonsky“It’s no big deal.”
“It’s just another day.”
That’s what girls think,
or at least, that’s what they say.February 14th,
can come and go.
No need to make a fuss,
or put on a big show.But it doesn’t take much,
to put a smile on her face.
A stuffed animal, a box of chocolates,
and some roses in a vace.A little bit of effort,
goes a really long way.
To show her a piece of the love,
that you feel every day.Life moves so fast,
it can all start to blur.
So take a little time to show,
that you still choose her. ❤️Add electrolytes to your water and give yourself the hydration you need.details here-
Matthew, I absolutely love this poem! I’m sure that she would love you no matter what, but the fact that you take the time to show your lady that you care about her probably impacts her more than you know. You are right that Valentine’s Day is “just another day,” but it is also another opportunity to show her how much you care. Thank you for…read more
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Matthew Jablonsky shared a letter in the
Poetry group 1 months, 3 weeks agoHer Ex
Matthew L JablonskyI know I’m supposed to hate you,
and by all rights, I should.
You’re the man who loved her before me,
and you didn’t treat her good.She came to me so broken,
her trust was crushed to pieces.
I worked so hard to mend it,
Bringing her flowers and Reese’s.You never liked her laugh,
So she buried it like a coffin.
I love her wonderful cackle,
and I make her do it often.She told me about the fights,
all the yelling and the hurt.
The only time we raise our voice,
Is when we’re singing in church.You never liked her family,
and her family never liked you.
But when I walk in the door,
They all cheer “MATTHEW!”I’m glad you didn’t treat her right,
You taught her a valuable lesson.
And made me work for her love,
With a pure-heart intention.I’d like to say that losing her,
Was the biggest mistake of your life.
But you did all the right things,
to send me my wife.So I guess I can’t really hate you,
I don’t have a reason.
In a weird way, I love you, man…
and thank you for leavin!“Her Ex”
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Matthew what a beautiful poem! I love it and hope someday I find a good, kind, compassionate and faith filled man like you. 🙂
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Omg, another brilliant piece. I absolutely love this. May we all be with or find a partner who wants to heal our past wounds and loves our laugh. You are such a gem. I love your heart! Thank you for sharing your gift with us! <3 Lauren
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Matthew Jablonsky shared a letter in the
Poetry group 2 months, 2 weeks agoChristmas Come-Down
Matthew L JablonskyThe tree is still lit,
the walls are adorned.
We celebrated the day,
our savior was born.The gifts are all opened,
The presents are done.
The family dinner,
is now left-overs for one.Everyone got home,
safe and sound.
There’s still a few shreds,
of wrapping on the ground.The house is so still,
everything is quiet.
I can hear my heart break,
amid all the silence.I already miss it,
having my family all there.
The sound of their laughter,
filling the air.But life must go on,
the world keeps on spinnin’!
I wish it would stop,
or slow down for a minute.Going back to work,
feels somewhat surreal.
Coworkers are great,
but family is real.One thing I’ve learned,
as I’ve gotten older;
The worst part of Christmas,
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Thank you Matthew for this wonderful heartwarming poem. It is sad when the holidays are over and we return to our normal lives until the next holiday. It is heart filling hearing family laughter and watching everyone enjoy their meals and gifts.
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As always, I love your poetry. And I love the sentiment in this piece. I featured it in our newsletter today. <3 Lauren
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Matthew Jablonsky responded to a letter in topic Remembering those we lost/Grief 3 months, 3 weeks ago
I am so sorry for your loss. What a beautiful poem and tribute. Thank you for sharing it with us.
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Matthew Jablonsky shared a letter in the
Remembering those we lost/Grief group 3 months, 3 weeks agoBroken New Years
Matthew L JablonskyThe year is almost over,
And another will soon start.
This year, however,
I’ll begin with a broken heart.I’m missing my loved ones,
My friends who’ve recently passed.
I miss their sweet voices,
Their smiles and their laughs.It was supposed to be a Merry Christmas!
Another photo in the album!
Then suddenly that changed,
to the first Christmas without ’em…I screamed up at God,
“CAN YOU JUST TELL ME WHY?”
“ARE YOU EVEN UP THERE?!”
“AM I JUST YELLING AT THE SKY?!?!”I fell to my knees,
and started punching at the ground.
When suddenly I realized…
My loved one’s are all around…They’re right here with me,
Feeling all this pain.
Does that mean they feel the sunshine?
Does it mean they feel the rain?Maybe they’re not as gone,
As the world seems to say.
Maybe they’re right beside me…
Every night and every day!If they’re here with me,
Guiding my every move…
Then I know that I can make it!
Because there’s nothing they can’t do!This poem is dedicated in loving memory to my friends Alex Wisniewski, Joe Ewer, and Tammy Pouliot, but it goes out to anyone who has lost a loved one.
You are not alone. ❤️❤️❤️
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Wow, this poem almost brought me to tears. Your words are very heartfelt and gave me insight that I am not alone on this grieving journey. At times, I scream and feel alone. But I am learning that there are other people who understand the grieving process and that it is not easy. Thank you for your kind words and confidence in sharing your…read more
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Hey Matt, I watched my father slowly pass from lung cancer. And my mom is only getting older. Three cousins passed,2 were younger than me and passed due to drug addiction. And a bunch of guys I grew up around do to gun violence. But one thing I learned in recovery is life don’t get better we get better at life.
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Matthew Jablonsky responded to a letter in topic Write a poem about a dream (or goal) that came true 3 months, 3 weeks ago
Beautiful poem, and way to go puttin in the hard work of recovery. I can feel your growth in this piece. Awesome. Keep writing and keep coming back!
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Matthew Jablonsky shared a letter in the
Poetry group 3 months, 3 weeks agoMan's Best Friend
Matthew L JablonskyI love my dogs,
I really really do…
But there are some aspects,
like when you take a back-step,
and wind up stepping in pooh!They chew, they bite,
they scratch, they knaw.
When you’re watching a movie,
they’re licking their paw!You’re sitting at the table,
waiting for dinner to start,
when along comes your dog,
and lets out a fart!You all start gagging,
and gasping for air.
His tail starts wagging,
He doesn’t even care!When you meet new friends,
and go to their door.
Your dog walks in,
and pees on the floor!They dig, they shed,
they claw, they shred.
They get in your laundry,
and make their bed!With all that they break,
and all they destroy,
they’re still the best little girls,
and good little boys.When you come home,
from a long hard day,
they’re always right there,
and ready to play.They love us so good.
They love us so well.
Even when our world,
is going to hell.When my heart is broken,
and the tears start to flow,
I run to your shoulder,
and let it all go.You won’t be here forever,
so I try to make it the best.
I focus on the good things,
and forget about the rest.Whenever our bond is broken,
I know it always will mend.
That’s why they call you,
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Hey Matthew. Thank you for sharing your humorous story about your best friend! I needed this laugh today. Dogs are almost like children. They torment through our belongings without a care in the world, but it’s absolutely out of genuine curiosity. “They chew, they bite” reminds me of my father’s American Bully that he had. Our dog would chew right…read more
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Matthew Jablonsky shared a letter in the
Poetry group 4 months agoWrong Side of The Bed
Matthew L JablonskyThis morning I woke up,
on the wrong side of the bed.
I found myself where
my wife lays here head.The pillow smelled like her,
and her shampoo.
The blankets were still warm,
so what did I do?I cuddled in,
as tight as I could.
I thought about her,
and it felt so good.This is the place,
where she finds her rest.
Right beside me,
with her head on my chest.At the end of her day,
when her worries are done.
She lays right here,
like the setting of the sun.This pillow is guilty,
of messing up her hair.
It’s her place to hide,
when I come to “wake the bear”.These blankets keep her warm,
through the winters bite.
They shelter her from bad dreams,
that haunt her in the night.I dont know it was,
but I don’t feel the same,
Someone somewhere,
Gave waking up on the wrong side of the bed a bad name.Add electrolytes to your water and give yourself the hydration you need.details here -
Matthew Jablonsky shared a letter in the
Poetry group 4 months agoWhen the Trees Lose Their Leaves
Matthew L JablonskyWhen the trees lose their leaves,
their vail falls away.
They stand before us, naked,
and the skies all turn gray.Trees don’t go out looking,
for something to fill the space.
They wait through the winter,
wrapped in its cold embrace.They don’t waste time worrying,
wishing that they were warm.
They know it’s just a season,
and soon new growth will form.I’m sure they miss the foliage,
they had the year before.
But when God takes something away,
He always gives back more!So when you face a loss,
that brings you to your knees,
know that it’s just a season.
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Matthew Jablonsky shared a letter in the
Poetry group 4 months, 2 weeks agoMy Horse Named Bear
Matthew L JablonskyTrotting along,
without a care.
My dearest friend,
My horse named Bear.His hair so black,
It matches the night.
Standing so tall,
In all of his might.If you listen real close,
You can hear him run.
His hooves strike the ground
Like the beat of a drum.I could watch him all day,
I’d stand here and stare.
My dearest friend,
My horse named Bear.I’ve been there for you,
that’s for certain.
But let’s take a look,
behind the curtain.You were there for me,
After I lost my Dad.
You kept me happy,
When my world seemed sad.All of my children
have rode on your saddle.
You helped me raise them,
and that was a battle.Through all of the hard times,
You’ve always been there.
My dearest friend,
My horse named Bear.It’s been so hard,
to see you in pain.
I’ve cried so much,
My tears are like rain.I know in my heart,
What I have to do.
But how on Earth,
Do I say goodbye to you?You’re more than an animal,
You’re more than a pet.
You’re a part of our family,
that we’ll never forget.These years with you,
Have been so great!
But its time for you to go,
to an even better place.And I know one day,
I’ll see you there.
My dearest friend,
My horse named Bear.-Poem written for my mother-in-law, Susan, and her horse, Bear, for his day of passing.
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Matthew, I think it is so amazing that you took the time to write this poem for your mother-in-law. It sounds like Bear was a great horse and an even greater friend, and I can’t imagine the pain she feels at losing him. I hope that the beautiful memories she shared with him, along with the words in this poem, will bring her comfort and peace.…read more
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Matthew Jablonsky shared a letter in the
Poetry group 6 months agoA Prayer For Bradley
Matthew JablonskyDo you think that it’s possible
for someone to be so good,
that God calls them home
before you think He should?We say it all the time,
“God must have needed him.”
but a lot of those times,
they didn’t even believe in Him.There’s no other reason
that you would call Brad home,
and his beautiful fiancé
would be left all alone.Now our whole family
is questioning your plan.
Why, God, why
would you take this young man?You’ve broken the heart
of a father and a mother.
And let’s not even mention
what you did to his little brother.The ripples flow further,
they hit my wife too.
Her mother is his aunt
now SHE is mad at you.Granny holds it together,
sewing like a thread.
Even though she’s strong,
she wishes it were her instead.This is so unfair,
and all a bit unusual.
But what do you expect,
when a wedding becomes a funeral?We see you moving.
Guiding us through.
In all of this darkness,
we’re all seeking you.So God, move in,
wrap your arms around this family.
You say you’ll work this for good,
even though it’s a tragedy.Although we’re all grieving,
one thing is for sure.
It is only by your grace,
that we shall endure.I know Bradley is with you
up there in Heaven.
And I know that he sees
all the love that’s been given.Please give him a hug
from all of us here.
Tell him we miss him,
and we’ll hold him so dear.Thank you for what we still have,
and remind us each day
that this life is a gift,
so live it the Bradley way!~Amen~
RIP Bradley Davis. Forever 23.
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Matthew, your poem is a beautiful tribute to Bradley. He is a stranger to me, but I am certain that he was an amazing man to be so loved by his friends and family. You are so right that when terrible things happen to us, the only way to endure is through God’s grace. Thank you for sharing your poetry.
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This brought tears to my eyes. I lost my older brother Jesse when he was only 38 yrs old, and I have certainly asked myself some of these same questions & I was able to feel all the pain, anger & grief in your poem. RIP & sending hugs & prayers to you and your family. Amazing truthful writing
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Matthew, I am so sorry for your loss. Bradley is looking down on you and your family, hoping to stop the distress that his loss caused your family. He never wanted you all to be so upset. He is happy that you all cared so much about him and wants you to stop being sad and remember the good times you all had together. He loves you all. ♥
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Matthew Jablonsky shared a letter in the
Poetry group 6 months, 1 weeks agoI Can't Find My Sunglasses
Matty JablonskyI don’t know where
my sunglasses are…
Perhaps I left them
in the car?Or maybe they are
beside my bed?
I usually keep them
on top of my head.Did I put them
in a drawer?
I hope I don’t find them
on the floor!When did they
even go missin?
Maybe I left them
in the kitchen?I know I had them
when we crossed the bridge.
Did I put them
in the fridge?!?I’ve looked here,
I’ve looked there.
I cannot find them
anywhere!Well, I guess they’re gone
for the rest of my life…
Nevermind! I found them!
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Matty, this poem is perfection! I love how fun and rhythmic the lines are. It is so funny that we lose things so easily, even when they can sometimes be right in front of us. This reminds me of my own husband, who never fails to misplace his stuff. Thank you for sharing!
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lol I love this piece. It’s so witty and child like in the best way possible. Reminds me of a children’s book I can go back to over and over again. And of course she knew where they were lol 😆
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Matthew Jablonsky shared a letter in the
Remembering those we lost/Grief group 6 months, 1 weeks agoA Prayer For Bradley
Matthew L JablonskyDo you think that it’s possible
for someone to be so good,
that God calls them home
before you think He should?We say it all the time,
“God must have needed him.”
but a lot of those times,
they didn’t even believe in Him.There’s no other reason
that you would call him home,
and his beautiful fiancé
would be left all alone.Now our whole family
is questioning your plan.
Why, God, why
would you take this young man?You’ve broken the heart
of a father and a mother.
And let’s not even mention
what you did to his little brother.The ripples flow further,
they hit my wife too.
Her mother is his aunt
now SHE is mad at you.Granny holds it together,
sewing like a thread.
Even though she’s strong,
she wishes she were dead.This is so unfair,
and all a bit unusual.
But what do you expect,
when a wedding becomes a funeral?RIP Bradley Davis. Forever 23.
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Matthew Jablonsky shared a letter in the
To the people we love group 6 months, 2 weeks agoA Poem from My Wife's Perspective
Matty & Caitlin JablonskyIf “Love is patient”
and “Love is kind”,
then why do I feel
like I’m losing my mind?It’s not easy to be patient,
when your family is all around.
It’s also hard to be kind,
Or, at least, that’s what I have found.My mother’s mind wanders,
she never stays on task.
When it comes to what she’s doing,
I always have to ask!“Where are you going now?”
“How long will it take?”
“Do you have to do that right away?”
“You’re going to make us late!”Granny’s got a mouth,
and she runs it every day.
When it comes to me and Mom,
she’s always got something to say!“Go brush your hair,
it looks like a wig!”
“Oh, you’re getting seconds?
Your belly’s getting big!”Snapping back is in my nature,
sometimes I want to fight!
But I love them both so much,
so, on my tongue, I bite.I give myself some time,
to process what I heard.
I remember who I’m talking to,
before I speak a word.Mom might drive me crazy,
but she brought me in this world.
I know I gave her a hard time,
when I was just a girl.Granny doesn’t mean to hurt us,
when her words come out so sharp.
She just doesn’t have a filter,
but she does have a heart.We’re all a little crazy,
we’re each a little nuts.
But at the end of the day,
that’s what makes us “US”!So it may not be easy
to be patient and kind,
but I’ll put in the extra work
for this family of mine.-Caitlin Jablonsky
“I wrote this poem from my wife’s perspective about her relationship with her mother and grandmother.”
-Matty JablonskyAdd electrolytes to your water and give yourself the hydration you need.details here-
This is great, and very relatable.
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This is absolutely adorable! I would love to know how my husband would describe my relationship with family members. It shows the depth of the love you have for her that you are able to write a poem that would likely reflect her own thoughts. Thank you for sharing!
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Matthew Jablonsky shared a letter in the
Remembering those we lost/Grief group 7 months agoOverdose Death
Matty JablonskyI know you didn’t mean to,
I know you didn’t try.
It was just a stupid mistake,
You didn’t want to die…
You were doing so good,
We were so proud of you!
But good emotions, sometimes,
They’re overwhelming too.
Maybe I should’ve called,
Or answered that last text.
But I didn’t see this coming!
I didn’t know you were next!
I know it’s kinda late now,
And maybe weird to say…
But I love you so much,
And I’ll miss you every day.
This is so unfair,
No one knows how to feel.
I keep waiting to wake up,
Or hear that this isn’t real!
What do I tell the people,
When they ask me how you’ve been?
I suppose, I’ll tell the truth…
That addiction never ends.
I’ll tell them if they’re hurting,
They call always call on me.
I couldn’t be there for you…
But for them, maybe I could be.
Maybe I can help someone,
Maybe they will learn,
That drugs aren’t “the fun you can’t have”…
They’re the hell you don’t deserve.
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Matty, I am so sorry for your loss. It was never your fault. Don’t feel guilty for what you could have done. Think of all the good times you two had together and the relationship you made with each other! That’s all that really matters. And I love your perspective that now that you have seen it happen once you may be able to prevent it if som…read more
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Matthew Jablonsky shared a letter in the
Poetry group 7 months, 2 weeks agoFacebook
Matty JablonskyFacebook Facebook,
Here we go again…
“Like if you agree!”
“Share and tag your friends!”It’s all the same stuff,
just on a different day.
“I never make posts like this…”
“So I just wanna say…”No one really cares,
this isn’t even real.
“Click the link below!”
“What a great deal!”Scrolling and scrolling,
the hours fly by.
“Someone liked your post!”
“Someone went live!”But we’re all missing out,
on a little thing called “life”.
A husband stares at his phone,
and ignores his lonely wife.No one raises their kids,
it’s easier it seems…
Children don’t make noise,
when they stare at the screen.I worry what it’s doing,
to our world and our minds.
It’s become a way of life,
or a sign of the times.I feel like a prisoner,
and I know I’m not alone.
We’re all prisoners now,
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I LOVE this. And it really made me think of my finace yelling at me to get off my phone. It really is hurting our relationships and so much more. This is such a creative way to make a poignant point. I will be including this piece in our newsletter today (Friday). Check it out :). Thanks for sharing your talent with us. You are amazing. <3 Lauren
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The truest of words. Technology has its perks but the social decline because of cell phones alone is scary. I absolutely agree!
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Woah. This is eye-opening. Society today is so glued to screens and I completely agree, it is affecting our quality of life! Being someone who is on a screen a lot and is trying to cut back, it can be so difficult to refrain from the use of them. Our brains are wired to want it, like a drug. It is scary and I hope we can find a way to stop this.
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Matthew Jablonsky shared a letter in the
Poetry group 9 months, 2 weeks agoAnniversary
Matty JablonskyOne year of marriage,
and four years together.
It makes me think back,
to when I first met her.
Working at a factory,
on that old paint line.
When she walked in,
I thought “Damn, she is fine!”
I never would have thought,
with just a little bit of time,
that beautiful woman,
would some day be mine!
I got her number,
as soon as I could.
With a girl like that,
I knew that I should.
A few failed attempts,
some moments that we missed.
But how could we have known,
that it would lead to this?
I had no idea,
that I’d love her forever.
I wasn’t even sure,
I’d be able to get her!
Then it finally happened,
She came over to my house!
And so began,
our game of “Cat and Mouse”.
She needed to be comforted,
the world had broken her heart.
And for whatever reason,
I was her place to start.
We were both finally single,
and, now, connected at the hip.
And we were both available,
to start a good relationship.
She liked my calming nature,
the way I eased her mind.
I liked her hippie style,
and, to me, she was kind.
I never thought I’d be here,
this place I am today.
A happily married husband,
who got married last May.
It all seems so surreal,
but in no way fake.
My heart is finally stable,
and I know it won’t break.
So today we celebrate us!
Just me and my girl.
But it’s so much more than that.
Because that’s my whole world.
-Matty JablonskyAdd electrolytes to your water and give yourself the hydration you need.details here-
Greetings, your poem is very heartfelt and relatable. It captures the journey of a relationship from its humble beginnings to a meaningful, committed partnership. The use of rhyme adds a musical quality and it’s an earnest tribute to your partner.
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This is a beautiful poem that shows your beautiful heart. Not sure if you saw but I put it on our newsletter today. Happy Anniversary!!! <3 Lauren
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Matthew Jablonsky shared a letter in the
Poetry group 11 months, 1 weeks agoSick and Tired
Matthew L JablonskyThat’s it!
I’m done!
It’s over!
You won!I’m tired of fighting!
I’m tired of losing!
I’m tired of running!
I’m tired of using!I’m sick of the lies!
I’m sick of this plug!
I’m sick of not sleeping!
I’m sick of these drugs!Something has to give!
Something has to break!
Something has to change!
Before it’s too late!I know I can do this,
I just have to try!
I know that it’s in me,
I don’t want to die!I’ll do what I have to,
just tell me the way!
I need your help,
and I need it today!If I wait til tomorrow,
I know I won’t last!
These demons inside me,
are pulling me back!So God, if you’re there,
can you do it again?
Say “Let there be light,
inside of this man!”You’re all that I have,
and all that I need.
So please, Lord, help me…
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Matthew Jablonsky shared a letter in the
Poetry group 11 months, 2 weeks agoJust Another Junkie
Matthew L JablonskyDo you think that I’m alone?
Do you think that I’m unique?
Do you think that I’m the only addict,
with a good heart underneath?
Look beyond the drugs,
the sores and the blisters…
We’re mothers, we’re fathers,
we’re brothers, and sisters.
It may be hard to see,
I know you can’t tell.
Cause I was there too,
and we hide it so well.
The addiction takes over,
and you watch them disappear.
Into another world,
like the other side of the mirror.
But there is a way out,
They can become so much more, you see!
A lesser travelled path,
That we call “Recovery”.
It’s not an easy road,
and many won’t even try.
Unless they reach the point of change,
some will use until they die.
So next time you see that junkie,
or that drunkard on the street.
Pray that they get better,
That, God they finally meet.
Because I am not alone,
and I am not unique.
I am just another junkie,
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Write a letter or poem to yourself about what you love about this chapter of your life 11 months, 3 weeks agoA Letter To Me
Matthew L JablonskyI wish I could send a letter,
to myself in the past.
I’d tell myself to let them go,
those women just won’t last.
My heart was set on nonsense,
I had no want to stay.
But I am so thankful,
that it didn’t stay that way.
Eventually I found the one,
that my heart calls home.
But I wasted so much time,
with women on my phone.
I guess they were each a lesson,
when I look in the mirror.
Each failed attempt at love,
made the right path more clear.
Well then, I guess I’d tell myself,
to stay away from drugs.
I got so caught up in meth,
I forgot who I was.
But if I’d never done the drugs,
I would never have moved away.
And if that’d never happened,
I wouldn’t be here today.
Moving down here,
is how I met my wife.
So I guess in a way,
the drugs gave me life.
Ok, maybe I’d tell the old me,
to stay away from those guys.
The ones that sell me drugs,
and the ones that tell me lies.
But years down the road,
some of those guys do great.
A few of them even,
had a hand in my escape.
Every loss I’ve had,
has led me to a win.
So I wouldn’t be where I am,
if it wasn’t for where I’ve been.
I guess I won’t send this letter,
I’ll let God make the plan.
I know I fell down a lot,
but I became a good man.Voting is closed
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Another mic drop. This is amazing! I love this part,
“Every loss I’ve had,
has led me to a win.
So I wouldn’t be where I am,
if it wasn’t for where I’ve been.”Your writing is so creative and insightful. I always think that I wouldn’t have found the things that make most happy now if it wasn’t for some of the crappy stuff before. Life is funny l…read more
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