Ball and chain

somewhere along the way i lost my mental health

i took a leap of faith but it wasnt in myself

now i know i need some help

believing in me

Sobered up and split my personalities

Yet the one who does the drugs copes better with reality,

it saddens me,

knowing where im going isnt ever after happily

ill relapse,

perhaps

and be driven mad by the voice

inside of me, dissappointed by the void i left it in quietly.

divided by the lies i said to find the high that killed the voice driving me.

Motivated just take the wheel and deviate, merge the lane and fly away.

I'm the ball and its the chain, he's the one who wants to run, he's the one who wants to get away.

Run from this, or run from that, you can't escape a feeling when it crawls right through your back.

its in my spine, nervous as the system and its rampant in my mind.

Therapist said it gets easier but it always taking time.

Time away from friends time away from family

Man addiction's Satans masterpiece

Taking action out of guilt just to feel like ive climbed another hill back to me