Walking Down The Steps

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Walking Down The Steps

I went back out
And without a doubt
I had found
The steps; I had walked back down
I stepped down from step twelve
And then slowly I went to he!!
Stopping service work and sharing
And eventually I stopped caring
Stepping down from eleven
I stopped praying to my God in heaven
And I stopped my meditating
Slowly God and I were separating
Stepping off of number ten
Now I see I knew by then
I could not admit I was wrong
For I was a quarter of the way gone
Dropping down from step nine
I knew then I was fine
I had no amends to make
They just needed to give me a brake
Off of eight
It wasn't too late
But I continued seal my fate
I had my own little list
And I was starting to get pissed
Then from seven I stepped down
You wouldn't see my knees hit the ground
I had nothing to be removed
I had started my own little groove
Down from six
Didn't know I was in a fix
I couldn't have been entirely ready
For my decline it was steady
I walked down step five
I was sick but still alive
There was no way I could admit
So my truths I did omit
Stepping down from number four
Here is where I shut the door
My inventory was far from moral
As a sat resting on my laurels
Down from three
Maybe this program isn't for me
I can take care of my own life
I can handle all this strife
Off of two
I am nearly through
There was no power greater than self
I thought I was the picture of sane health
I stopped one
Where I had begun
But only for a minute
Because I was already in it
I was no longer powerless over alcohol
Then and there I had my fall
So if you think
You can again drink
Think again
For the disease will take you for a spin
Detox is where I ended
Let me tell you it wasn't splendid
Now I am working The program steps
For I never again want to fall and slip

By Angela Moore WHFL