I'm trying so hard to stay sober, Taking it one day at a time, But I'm barely hanging on, Struggling on this uphill climb.
I'm on the wagon for good now, But isn't that what I always say? It seems like no matter what I do, That is the one place I never stay.
Too soon, I'll fall off onto my ***, And flush all my progress down the drain, The landing hurts, but not for long; The drugs are there to numb the pain.
Maybe this time I'll do better, Tomorrow will be day twenty-three, Although it feels so good to get high, Sober is what I'm trying to be.
This is something I wrote today, I took some artistic liberty, this is only the second attempt I've made to get clean and I was barely hanging on but I actually feel really good now. It is day eight for me in reality, but that didn't rhyme. Writing about my journey helps, I usually don't share because it is so personal but hopefully I can help others struggling with addiction as well.