Got a Hellhound on my trail Devil Dogs locked on my scent Hears the barkin and yowlin Still runnin but my energy's spent
Got a monkey on my back **** thing stranglin my soul my skins crawlin, liver aching self abuse done took its toll
bill collectors keep callin dialin me up in real time debt for ill spent life past due bro won't spare a **** dime
ol sun did rise this mornin Lord gave me one more day to see the light, set things right before he takes me away
sick and tired of sick and tired can't play this tune no more take one step to a brand new life before I knock on heavens door
Music Selection: Robert Johnson, Hellhound on My Trail
NYC 3/19/05 jbm
Note: scribbled six months before my first AA meeting and God willing last drunk. Do you think I suspected that my life was becoming unmanageable and that I was powerless over alcohol? As this proves, I realized I had an inkling of my problem but I remained convinced I wasn't sick. That all changed 9/30/05. TBTG! Still gotta be on the lookout for those hell hounds though. Their still out there looking for me that's for sure.