day in and day out as we go to group
addicts of all kinds make this recovery soup
the flavors a variety: alcohal, weed, coke, meth
change of life is necessary, the other end is death
we look inside and analyze, desiring a soul search
like young birds to leave the nest, precariously perched
looking at the world through young, new eyes
scanning the horizon. our maps now devoid of lies
we make our way into the world
prepared to run, each obstacle hurled
and set our sights on a future destination
our goal, our will centered on abstination
understanding where i've been
is the first step in where i'll go
aware of what to do and when
my future begins and now i know
the path i chose begins right here
my goals obtained by my sheer will
desires attained, i am now void of fear
i taste of life, i drink my fill
my life begins now, i shall succeed
i follow my own path, but from here on i lead
i sit here upon my bed and ponder on the life i led
remembering times alive in my past
and try as i might i still cant understand
why they couldn't last
things were simple though my nature changed it complex
my outlook on life and view of the future
became concave and convex
to continue this way, a tribute to insanity
to prove that i was wrong
a test of my vanity
pride makes us stubborn, hard headed to boot
life is about change, this i wont refute
but to one who cherishes control
the change that happens when not looking
is no console
so i lay here and accept
the change time has done to me
and vow to exert control
and direct my own destiny
when the creator made man, he gave us free choice
to choose good or choose evil...
he gave us that voice
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