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Enough is Enough
It all started a
long time ago,
Moving to and fro
Never, ever felt at ease,
couldn’t sit with this disease.
Wherever I wanted to lay my head
I couldn’t relax it wasn’t my bed.
The jails, the landings,
the screams and the ‘yell’,
Oh my God I’ve landed in Hell.
Watching your back,
Listening to keys,
Why was I born with this
disease?
All the lies, the cheating, oh God I’m finally
beaten. |
There is a Light
You’re on
your hands and knees
It’s time to admit defeat,
There’s
nothing left to steal
There’s no one else to cheat.
Your heart
is run on empty,
Suicide has crossed your mind,
Nowhere else to run,
Nowhere else to hide.
Going into treatment is
The best thing
you have done,
Because working the 12 Steps Programme
Your heart and
soul have truly won. |
What's Normal?
Why couldn’t I be like normal boys,
Going to school, playing with toys?
Committing crime, just to fit in, a
Few years later using a pin.
The pain, the deaths, came and went,
That man’s working, he must be bent!
How wrong was I, pale and thin,
Putting anything into a pin?
Because I wanted to fit in. I’m sick
and
Tired of living in sin. My heart is good,
My heart is pure,
you
too can end this bloody war.
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Why?
Why should I reside to die?
Being an addict , living a lie,
Injecting chemicals into my blood,
No way out, I’m misunderstood.
I’ve got
dreams, a heart and soul
Rags to riches was my goal
On the streets came
hand-in-hand
Whatever happened to the Promised Land?
Suicidal, at death’s door,
I
really couldn’t take any more.
I’ve been kidnapped and put in
cars
Look at my body, full of scars.
You can’t see me and feel my
pain
Why should I live in shame?
I was desperate and driven
And no way out, I
can’t even
Scream or give a big shout
All I want is to say
‘it’s alright’.
There’s no way I’m losing this
fight. |
A Way Out
I never ever felt the
same. The day I picked up Brown,
All the years of madness came
With
tears, sorrow and frown. I
t took me to some desperate lengths
It
took me to despair,
I would always suppress my feeling
As if I
didn’t care.
I knew in my heart that I wanted out,
Pulling my
hair, scream and shout,
This disease is killing me.
I had blinkers
on, I just couldn’t see ‘Please God why me?’
Looking back
now it was meant to be,
because I’m out of addiction, I can say with
pride,
‘no need to run, no need to hide’.
My heart is
good,my heart is pure,
You too can win this war.
With the 12 Steps and
N.A
Prayer and meditation, keep it in the day. |
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