When you get to the point in your life
Where you sit on your *** and just sigh
You ponder your motives and why
You find yourself constantly high.
A sip of another strong drink
As your soul mutters horrors you sink
Further near despairs awful brink
You witness your aspirations shrink.
One small gesture of goodwill
Could dramatically change your guilt
And inspire you to be thrilled
And in your heart feel fulfilled.
Yet you leer out the smokey blue haze
Past the drowsiness of your daze
Unbeknownst that not far away
Lies your salvation and ultimate grace.
Inhale it again you repeat
And I see that you still drag your feet
I'm begging you to not feel defeat
Let me help you to be again complete.