Time goes by,
And I get even more drunk.
When I don't have a bottle or flask in my hand,
I crave the alcohol.
I want the alcohol.
My addiction is free in terms of money.
But in terms of life,
I'm being ******* over...
My grades start to slip.
My friends and family notice that there's something not right about me.
I lie through my teeth.
I'm fine...
You're just being paranoid!
Everything is okay, I'm just having trouble with focusing...

Home alone,
Empty bottle in my hand.
4 empty bottles on the floor beside me.
I come to.
I ***** for an hour.
My head is pounding immensely...
Nothing feels right anymore.
I realize that I feel worse than before.
No matter how many bottles I empty,
It just doesn't make me feel better anymore.

Late at night,
Everyone is asleep.
I creep outside,
With a bag full of empty bottles.
I trek out past the house,
And head to the junkyard about a mile away.
All of my bottles scatter on the ground.
One by one,
I pound them with a baseball bat.
My anger pushes the bat to break each bottle.
Before I can finish though,
I fall to my knees.
Dear God,
What have I done?
I have gotten myself into nothing but trouble.
I need your help,
O Lord.
I can't do this by myself.
I don't want any more bottles.
Help me and guide me, O Lord...


I stand before you today a changed person.
A person who wants to change the world,
Because she has already changed herself.
Never again will I touch another bottle.
I won't touch another bottle because I don't need to.
I'm better than that.
I can make it in this world.
Times will be rough,
But I can make it.
One day at a time.
Sober all the while...