I can't speak
for the moment next
my heart I'll follow
nothing will I expect

may it be bright sunshine
or the ceaseless rain
whether the day is welcome
or harsh-- the grain

I'll sift from the chaff
in hope and faith I'll remain-
wonder and grace will lift the spirit
love and kindness will heal every pain-

if you're sad and bereft
I'll offer you my ready hand
heaven is in what we jointly create
as we in humanity commonly stand

All addictions begin in
pain and end in pain.
Only substances change,
the rest remains insane.

Clean, dry, and sober?
That don’t mean a ****,
fear is cortisol dopamine,
we found a perfectly legal hit.