Addiction offers so many Glamorous ways to die. It’s total wonder to me Why everyone doesn’t try. You can get almost all of the Diseases known to man. No other kind of dissolution Gives what addiction can.
There’s diabetes, and then gout And pancreatitis too. All these devastating kinds Of hell are there for you. You lose your toes and hands And maybe you go blind Or maybe your very guts Begin to commit inner crimes.
You lose all morality And rob those you love. You hold the drug you take About fifty miles above Any care or real concern For those you may destroy. You become a liar and a thief Just a typical growing boy.
Nobody trusts, they run away And leave you to suffer alone. Life then turns itself into Your personal Twilight Zone. Suddenly your companions are Just as ******* as you. You are the lowlife you ridiculed Back a just year or two.
So go right on calling it That drinking game you do; Partying and social stuff Until you know you are through. That may not be until they throw The dirt over your casket. For now, have fun on your trip To hell in a hand basket.
Yes, I am aware it is acerbic. But, as one who was lucky enough to make it to recovery, I know how this stuff goes. If this helps even one person snap out of the spiral down the tubes, I will be happy.