With no hope for tomorrow
I drowned all my sorrows
seeking salvation
at the bottom of bottles
I chose shady ladies
to protect myself
from any love
that I possibly felt
surrounded myself
with who I thought were friends
until I only had empty arms to extend
I chose self destruction
to corner my hate
which only obstructed
my will to create

I'm no longer lost
I may still be searching
but letting go of all my wrongs
that I've been holding to for far too long