everyone dies
some good
some bad
some we cry for
others we don't
what are you doing
to make sure
people care
when it is
your time to go

what is this thing called sobriety
what is it like to think clearly
what is this thing i've become
what is it like to be healthy
what is this thing controlling me
what is it like to enjoy life
what is this thing called happiness
what is it too control your demons

we gaze into the sky
we sat and pondered why
the sound of silence entrenching
lying and stretching
out comes the moon
with a hint of shy
and a glisten of hope
shall we learn now
or sit and question why