bad rhyme....
You won't find happiness at the bottom of a glass
Peace of mind isn't at your beck and call
You can't be tender and still be crass
sooner or later, you gotta take the fall
The path to becoming a real human being
with feelings, laughter and tears
must be walked sober to mean anything
and will force you to face your fears
The sorrow you've caused
your loved ones to feel
the pain in their hearts
will take time to heal
But as they say,
each morn begins a new day
a chance to do your best
lay those demons to rest
And when you recall
the battles you had won
or the times you had fallen
started back at square one
To be free of that addiction
that has caused you such strife
is worth all the pain it took
to get back your life..
Peace of mind isn't at your beck and call
You can't be tender and still be crass
sooner or later, you gotta take the fall
The path to becoming a real human being
with feelings, laughter and tears
must be walked sober to mean anything
and will force you to face your fears
The sorrow you've caused
your loved ones to feel
the pain in their hearts
will take time to heal
But as they say,
each morn begins a new day
a chance to do your best
lay those demons to rest
And when you recall
the battles you had won
or the times you had fallen
started back at square one
To be free of that addiction
that has caused you such strife
is worth all the pain it took
to get back your life..
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