Addicted

Wake up every morning in pain, can't move feelin stiff

Can't think of a reason to get the fuck up out of this bed

No motivation, only the demon voices crackling, laughing, and plottin in my head

Nope no hope,dreams, goals, only thought of getting High instead

I've lost everything that was good in my life, what's the point sometimes I feel I'd be better off dead.

Then I read a story about a man who was an addict & clean for fourty years,

Story goes on to tell how even that didn't matter, ended up in prison for 20 plus years, my eyes filled with tears.

Was innocent, pled and begged but his cries fell on dead ears.

I like some of my worst fears

Clean for 40 off clear and still ended up paying for something he didn't do

So I leveled up went from smoking snorting and popping into the worst of it and started shooting up yup.

Felt like the angel of death reached out and placed his cold hands on my throat and whispers in my ear........... tough luck pup.

Right then I knew I was f***** loved it so much I didn't care about anyone anything nope just didn't give a f***

Stopped for now hoping but now I can't stop smoking this meth has got me by the balls and got me floating

Chokin on life choices and consequences and know what to do

Here we are again, lost more this time definitely wasn't ready for round 2

Everyone around me is an attic look at me dumbfounded when I say I want to quit they have no clue

I need to get out of this town quickly they can't see me I'm not ready for round 3

Time to pack my s*** and dip Don't look back you wont miss it a bit new life is fixing to be lit once you go legit, you be reunited with your kid that's all that matters f*** a b****