when you're on the backwards slide?
your *** is pointing forward
and you're seeing all the mistakes
that you failed to hide...
it's a slippery ride

do you know how you know?

you've reached the very bottom?
It's like a gut shot
that you slap your hands over
but your life still spills at your feet
you continue to hold on
trying to push it back inside of you
until it becomes completely obvious
it's time to die,
a time to weep

do you know how you know?

When it's time to fight back?
it's when you are so sick of being
the 3 things you fear

Pitiful, Paranoid, Pathetic

you've rejected the first
you deny the second
and the third is something
you listen to but it is just
another voice in your ear
another buzz in the void

Life ain't no club sport
there is no pat on the back
from a weaker player,
there's no recrimination
from the stronger slayer
there is no encouragement
from the pack

do you know how you know?

You've made it?

it's in the sunshine that dines
on your bloodshot irises
to eat away at the decay
It's in the whisper of a breath
through dry cracked lips
that shouts...
it's different this morning
because Today
is not Yesterday

do you know how you know?

how it will be tomorrow?