As often as I’ve lost the timeBetween the times forgottenIt seems that though I’ve lost the timeIt turns out Johnny RottenHas long since tried to find his mindWhether times are rough or gayAnd although the times have lost their mindIt turned out just this way:I hereby declare the woundThat opened but in spiteThat I was
Demon InsideThere’s a Demon inside of me trying to take my soulA Demon so strong he’s starting to take controlThere’s a Demon inside of me born of my painI feel this Demon course through my veinThere’s a Demon inside of me slowly taking me to hellThis Demon is turning me into an empty shellThere’s a
Alcoholism kicks your butt Steals your soul Then throws you in the gutter. Recovery saves your butt Restores your soul Picks you up Then puts you on the path to a sober life that’s happy, joyous and free
Demons come when they want it’s not a set date or time they can come in the day or creep up on you at night It does not matter your background Blue collar or white maybe your homeless or your trying to hide addictions’ the devil once you start, it’s a difficult thing to stop
It’s all too much and it’s all the time But I can’t give up & I can’t rewind So I – continue to work through this endless abyss of issues the struggles of life & the strain on my mind No longer can I sit still & stagnant Now I have to take action If
Dear Heroin, With all of the things you put me through And the life that I have lived I can no longer be with you That’s just the way it is. I‘ve lost so many loved ones Because you’ve taken their lives. You’ve taken friends, You’ve taken family, You’ve even taken my wife. Now, because
Hitting Rock Bottom was only the beginning of new lows, A welcoming of unfamiliar woes, Rock Bottom only meant bring in the heavy equipment and dynamite For surely a drowning soul can go deeper I was ever hopeful of discovering “hurts” unexplored horizons, Rock Bottom, Ba humbug I said! Where are the black holes I