Drug induced hysteria
with a friend that cares about you enough to help and not lecture....  I need you to get through this, just like last time.  I know, together, we can do this!!!!

Here I am in the middle of another ******* predicament.
Placed here by no other, than myself.
Only now, I am beginning to be able to see the sun through the clouds
Only because I have some clarity through the insanity.

Have you ever felt so overwhelmed that you wanted to bury your head in the sand?
Things had gotten so ******* out of hand?  You had no clue or plan?
Can’t you see how this all began?  You let things go until there was no hope and you could barely stand...

What is the solution?   Can you finally see?
This insanity is simply killing you and me.
Find a peaceful place to spend some time alone.
Without a slot machine, music, a phone..... even the absence of a man.

What did you find there?
Can you remember who you really were?  When did the pain come and what was the source?
I wish I could magically lift both of us up into sanity and reality in an instant.
But, unfortunately, we have to make that journey ourselves with God’s help, of course.  
Excuses, excuses, excuses... we sure are good at those, indeed.
Planning for our future is the thing we really need.
A friend that is true is hard to find, but when we are high, we don’t really mind.
Our remedy for our painful memories is only masking the real problems, seeking out the triggers and all the people that don’t care at all and the underworld kind.

The drug of choice is different for all.
The ultimate ending is that we will forever fall.
Falling, falling, until we find the bottom of our soul.
As it’s ****** up into oblivion and we can no longer stand tall.

Promises are so easy to make, just words, you know.
Action and reaction, when and if we need to make a decision when it mattered.
Making realistic judgement calls when a situation arises...
All this “stuff” is doing is causing our life and loved ones completely tattered.

So, I ask you, my true friend.... are you ready to surrender to the life we were meant to live?
Being kind, rather that manipulative, seeking out what we were meant to give?
I love you more than family, but unavoidably, will have to separate from you and truly, it would **** me to have to do that to me and you.
I’ve had all I can take of this ******* life, I’ve created by mostly lies.
I’m tired of being the target for Satan and his sinister, deceit... only ending up with only heartache, watching each other cry.
I know you miss your little ones.. So sweet and beautiful.
There’s time still to regain yourself and get back in their lives... they are still young.
Do me a favor and contemplate taking this plunge with me?
I promise I’ll be the most loyal friend you’ve ever had and this will only bring us closer.  
We both need this and I think you would agree.
Marisha, can you please try to get clean and get better with me?

I promise that I’ll be there tried and true, through tears and anger too.
Just can’t give up my life to an addiction so false and full of tears.
It seems to prey on all my problems and every fear.
I know that God put us in each others lives for a reason, that is so clear,

Please don’t think I am judging you in any way.
That’s not what I’m trying to say.
I love you so much and your friendship means the world to me, but I’m ready to surrender.. The only answer I have is to plead with you and pray, pray, pray.

If you need somewhere to live, you can stay here until you get back on your feet.... only clean.  So please don’t let Satan let you think of that excuse not to bring your beautiful heart and soul back to where it’s supposed to be.
I hope you read this poem and smile, thinking of you and me.