addiction disease
has infected me
swarming down my throat
invading my lungs
suffocating my vocal cords until
the words are strangled away
tainting my organs with its filthy touch
killing
me
slowly

every day is the same
every day is mundane
but if you ever want things to change

you have will it into being
it won't change on its own
you must know what you want

and make it happen, first in your heart, then into reality

I wish I was even half the man I have the power to be
I hope that one perhaps I will be
that one day I'll wake up
with my failing liver and blackened lungs
and have a feeling, in my broken battered heart
have a feeling that it's time to be a better man

the son arrives by the will of the mother
the mother is gone by the hands of the father
the father is gone by the grasp of a bottle
the bottle is passed into the innocent hands of the son
domino effect

the bottle calls...like whispers in my subconscious

but it is up to me, and only me to remember

that the drink is the devil in disguise

I did love you once
once you were my light

you shone in the darkness of my eyes
you spoke through the rays of the sun

now you creep in the shadows
lurking as to not be seen

you bring nightmares and darkness
and now you're the moonlight

but still the light in the dark, I loved you once.

I wish I could say
yes, five years sober!
not a drop of a drink
In five years, look at me go!
instead,
I'm five years drunk.

I walk and I walk
going nowhere
but getting there fast
I can run and I can run
but I'll only arrive slower

to sleep is to dream
to dream is to see you
to see you
is love
moral of the story
you are like a dream