Colten Highfill

4 years ago

Ain't living right always gotta fight its Sunday night on my knees I cry out in plight. these voices in my head telling me I'm worthless and untalented when I think about it I get a feeling of dread perhaps it wouldn't hurt to not do the work to fuck around instead mentally obsessed I put my addictions to rest with the next last hit my personal test now you know I'm an addict and I got my foot in the grave my mind in the clouds now watch me drift away away from this pain I know I sound insane it's simply in my Brain sick in my soul while I flush my body down the drain how many did I take today who needs sleep anyway I'm not hurting anyone just living my way I guess its selfish so they'd say I'm living the high-way as I drift through the fast lane tryin to keep this pain at bay even though all the drugs may lead me astray I just wanna feel normal today it'll be okay. now that I'm reaching out here I pray. tears in my eyes all this fear inside this anxiety makes me weary now I'm all teary telling my family I'm fighting with addiction and its winnin ding ding round three throwing punches back and fourth he throw's a left now I'm on the floor looking the darkness in the face a moment of clarity in this delirious daze I begin to realize that I will be responsible for my inevitable demise I need your help I cry help me find sobriety and I'll break the cycle and join society that a paradigm your will not mine or so I learned in time here on my knees looking for a sign its your master design I will always have this fiend inside and unless I do the work its just a simple reprise. to my surprise I'm not the only one with these voices telling me lies. Here I am content inside just happy to be alive to think I just took a step one step to survive.