The demon had me in his grip....held me so right that my blood would drip
To get away I had to think fast.....I knew this I was not going to last
To escape this fear I had to make this plan.....what I thought of would not make me his biggest fan
I put down the bottle ....his hold on me I would attempt to throttle
I would follow my journey as far as it will go...I would block any tricks that he could throw
So with this I grab the higher ones hand........and throughout this battle I will stand

Day 14 without a drink....I can't believe how clearly I can think
My head gets clearer everyday....my body feels better in every way
It is  kind of strange...I thought this feeling was way out of range
With stronger people by my side....my journey to recovery is quite a ride
So God's hand I will take.....the road I am walking will never be fake.

Life these days people have lots of smiles and frowns......for life is so filled with many ups and downs
Like having a drink in your hands changes our mood.....the more have you gain that attitude.....going down the toilet because of it is quite sad.....falling down too often should make you mad
Living without the bottle it's not an easy thing to do.....your mind changes so much your face turns blue
As I do the sober me.....life will change and the real world I will see
With the power of God in my soul.....now this time I will take control
Like an elevator there are only two ways to go...only you can put this in your head....make the best decision no more needs to be said.

On that morning I did not like the man in the mirror....the way I felt that the end was getting nearer
Then I picked myself up instead of grabbing the bottle I picked up a cup
Coffee is my drug  of choice from now on.....the demon of liquor is going to be gone
I am thankful for the second chance.....if I keep up the work I'll have the last dance

Today I woke up my heart was pounding.....the feeling of anxiety was surely rising
I think it was because of the thought of leaving . ..but all these feelings could be deceiving
The question is should I stay or should I go
....the answer I really don't know.....being sober is going to be a part of my life
The coping skills that I learned in the groups.....I will keep in my head thanks to the troops just for today don't think for tomorrow .....because when I cross the finish line there will be no more sorrow.

Lying and cheating and stealing at the time it seemed appealing
Wearing the mask had to be the worst....but lying to my family and myself it was a first
The demon had taken my hand......I drank so much I slept in the sand
I woke up on the beach so many times.......at times I was so wasted I could not think of any rymes
I needed a way out....I could not sit there and pout
The story could go on ...but I can't wait till all these feelings are gone
I waited much too long .....I had to stand and be strong
As I  hear the waves crashing the shore.. now I am sober and I found my way out the door