The First Step Was Admitting That We Were Powerless

Brainofdz

So now my lifes in focus
and I see things as they are
Now I ask myself whats next
and why I've come so far
I quit the pills and powders
and even spirits too
In fact I'm just so fucking sober
I don't know what to do
It was easy to look foward
to a wasted weekend fling
Now I mingle with the vestal virgins
and take moonlit walks in spring
I clean the house, and pay the bills
and get a good nights sleep
No more stumbling through doorways
In fact, you won't hear a peep
I'm just looking for some sort of sign
that I'm doing something right
Cause believe you, me
My wasted lifestyle didn't give up without a fight
But now the fight is filling hours
Fullfillment is a joke
The closest I have ever found
was china mixed with coke
and I'll gladly put it all behind me
I only need a hand
I don't mind striving for whats good
It's boredom I can't stand
So if your out there
and you hear me
and you've been down this road too
Won't you offer me your counsel
cause I don't know what to do

catefrances

just brilliant dz.

justam

This one is well done.

jamjam

Brainofdz wrote:

Won't you offer me your counsel
cause I don't know what to do

go to a doctor

Brainofdz

jamjam wrote:

go to a doctor

Dr. Feelgood maybe

chadwick

nicely done dude.
keep up the good work of writing.
i am impressed with your honesty in your writing.
i can feel it and see it.
as you know i been around this scene and for many long years.
hobbies helped me and avoiding false friends.
i noticed most of my friends were false.
they were so-called friends.
i painted and wrote.
painting got me away from snorting crank/speed.
that and being disgusted with myself at the low level i sank into.
it took a really long tine to feel comfortable in society.
beings i hid my life for so long.
my entire exsistance was in the shadows.