I live every day in a self-inflicted wound With self-destructive tendencies, my insides are festooned I fill my lungs with nicotine to keep me calm Adderal to keep me going as the day drags on Alcohol to slow my breath and make me smile Caffeinated beverages push me through each mile Streaming television at all hours, night or day To forcibly make vicious thoughts of self-loathing go away Painkillers are administered every night for sleep Behavioral modification so crazy thoughts won't make a peep I drank, I smoked, consumed, and used Altered, Changed, Rewired, Abused Danced in the streets, a wistful fool Clearly a vagabond, with pharmaceutical tools Can't I stop? Dance for us you idiot, give us delight Why can't I stop? Stand up like the stupid puppet you do each night I'll stop! Make merry like the fiend you are ...and it stopped With the screeching brakes, horrible crash, and flipping of a car
Oh for a poor vagabond like me My only drug now is the long road of recovery
I hope that everyone out there struggling with addiction gets the help they need. I know how horribly hard it is and how terrible every undercurrent of our lives feel. I struggled with addiction following several deaths in combat and a long hard battle with PTSD. I wish all of you the best of luck and hope you are able to share your experiences to help those that follow in our footsteps get the help they need. Much love to all of you.