Here I am, all alone walking a path I already have known
Not sure why, during the first ride I almost died
Still I go down this dead end road not heading what I know
Hoping for an angel to come and rescue me, in my time of need
Wishing for some thing new to take a hold of me
Guide me off this beaten path of self destruction, which so many before me have fallen too
It’s a sickness not just an addiction but everyone sees it as the later of the two
I controlled it once before, beat it down, slammed the door
But it came back, the sickness that waits inside of me to take what I have made
So now I am hoping for angel, to come and rescue me in my time of need
Wishing for something new to take a hold of me
Just a little something I wrote when I relapsed in DEC and ummmmm for those who see this and know what addiction is maybe this will deter you from using. I had 30 months of clean time when I re-lapsed and I Lost the best thing I ever had that was good in my life. I lost MY GAL a lot of you know both of us. Well thats all and umm I hope it will help some one. Its in the running to be put on the Layne Staley Fund website and if chosen i'll be speaking at the benefit in AUG in Seattle.
wtg roper...takes alot of balls to admit to an addiction... be strong...you are definately on the right path...
i was hooked on something pretty bad but have been free of it for over 15 years...it sometimes seemed even the most determined will power was not enough...the urges took years to pass...and still sometimes return... i think of what is most important to me in this world and keep focused on the path i want to choose...all other paths are one ways and lead to dead ends...
