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DEALING WITH ADDICTION |
In twenty-five years of hard using and drinking,
I always had swore that I'd quit.
You'd think after all of my worry and thinking,
I'd sooner have come to admit...
That I was at battle and surely was losing,
to something much stronger than me.
I tried to resist all my drugs and my boozing,
but sadly I couldn't break free.
So many things in my life I'd desired,
So much that I wanted to do,
So many dreams that I sadly retired.
I just couldn't follow them through.
So after a lifetime of trying and failing,
Dragging around this big stone,
I realized I needed some help with my ailing,
That I couldn't beat this alone.
I learned that by sharing my miserable story,
with some other person afflicted,
That I could gain strength and hold on to my glory,
and help someone, likewise addicted.
One thing's for sure. I am helpless to beat this,
so long as I try on my own.
The reason I know I am going to defeat this:
I don't have to do it alone.