The Real Hero

Being a recovering addict is like being a superhero, the streets are always calling your name and the joker is always ready and waiting to play a new game.. I remember when I used to get high, Putting on the superhero mask to get by. The mask was my disguise, but was really camoflauge so I could blend in and hide , From the pain i feel, from the reality and a fantasy world I wish was real. I was afraid that if i took the mask off and people saw the real me, I wouldnt be acepted by society. Thats why giving up the high life for a low profile today is so hard, Trusting my instincts and letting go of the past, is not something you get used to so fast. Im trying to ajust and adhere but this world I live in isnt recieving the message so clear. The only journey left for me is to carve out a new legacy, to start a new life without the fame, hoping I leave my mark wherever I go and people remember my name. By being myself without the mask Being the real hero who doesn't have to hide. The real Hero who doesn't stand alone, but who is there by your side..