Spent most of my adult life coping with Cope,
Sick tired of it I was at the end of my rope.
A prayer to the Lord above to help this dope,
I stumbled upon KTC knew there was hope.
The whole plan seemed so simple easy,
the first few days though were hardly breezy.
The physical pain was bearable, hey IÂ’m a guy,
but the mental anguish was in too abundant supply.
but I met many great guys who help pull me through,
without them this quit surely I never could do.
Leaders from all over took me under their wing,
they only hope I pay it forward to help n00bs with this thing.
They fairly wonder if theyÂ’ve backed the right horse,
with difficulty each day I make the answer ‘of course’.
Others in my fairly new group might also be watching my quit,
thinking if he doesnÂ’t cave then neither will I, not one little bit.
Of my new friends one guy could write such prose,
what a thing to look forward to, each day a new ode.
I didnÂ’t know thereÂ’s a new one each day but the more I read,
I couldnÂ’t believe it this guy knows whatÂ’s going on in my head.
So I thank the good Lord for all my new bros
including one guy willing to share his talented prose.
Thankyou to those who reached out to me, being so bold,
your new friendship accountability to me mean more than gold.