Feeling like I've been kicked in the gut.
So worn down, should I give what Ive got?
So bored with these slow days.
remembering when I was in that drug fueled haze;
screaming, fiending, looking for more!
Now that I'm clean, I seek it more and more,
How much temptation can one man endure,
before he snaps and goes for one more score?
that one more shot, one more hit,
4 bundles down and he still wont quit!

One shot is always one too many,
Once you start, the abuse gets heavy.
Before you know it he's down on the floor.
Shirt ripped off, needles and baggies litter the floor
Belt on the arm, veins slightly showing through,
Body lifeless, lips have turned an ice cold blue.
Every hit can be my last, but I'm a gambling man,
I take the chance, and if I lose, life sucks man.
Its the life I chose, Dopes my demon that flows,
Methadone is helping, but giving ups oh so close!

3 months clean with my little hidden stash.
Needles in a bag, will I let sobriety crash?
The answer remains locked inside,
Locked in a struggle,hopefully whats right survives.
But addiction may win, thats a fact of life.
I'm trying my hardest, but I could lose the fight.
And If I lose, just know I tried my best,
Heroin addictions lethal any addict will confess,
Noones bulletproof Dope always kills, thats just how it ends.
Everyone falls, you, me, and all your friends
If your foolish and you think you won't get trapped
Here, take a needle, shoot up and relax.
Do it again, again and again, lets see if your addicted or if its all in
your head!



 
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