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Addiction

Itโ€™s about 100% and rising
Itโ€™s a hot summer night
Spanish Moss hitting me in my face
The hot air blowing past meโ€ฆ
Yeahโ€ฆ blowing, cause I’m moving fast
you see
I gotta hurry upโ€ฆ because that feeling
has left me
I gotta get it back, whatever it takes
Trying to chase this feelingโ€ฆ I’m about
to make a lot of mistakes
Mistake? Oh no, doing what I need to do
to get this feeling, the word โ€œmistakeโ€ is
gonna be too small
I’m gonna have to pay a high priceโ€ฆ
โ€˜Cause I need it all.
Yeahโ€ฆ all of it, taking me through and
To places that I donโ€™t fit
Unmanageability wonโ€™t leave me alone
Got credit card collectors calling my phone
Obsession just wont let me win
Iโ€™m never prepared when it kicks in.

Compulsion just wonโ€™t let me see
What this thing called addiction is doing to me
To Control is its goal, no doubt
Thatโ€™s okay, Iโ€™ll just get anger to help me out
This is too much dam work and Iโ€™m not getting paid
Addiction doesnโ€™t care about the havoc it
causes for you and me.
It knows the best kept secret is that.
โ€ฆSurrender is the Key

Iโ€™m Here, Now What

I canโ€™t move my hands and feet
I’m about to face my own defeat
My hands and feet are shackled tight
I ran out of time to make life right
My mind is still, I donโ€™t know what I feel
Wanting to pinch myself, to make sure this is real
23 years of utter confinement
Because I caused such detriment
Meโ€ฆ yeah me
The mother always fighting for a cause
Getting too overwhelmed with life
I broke my own laws
Now Iโ€™m on an unfamiliar journey, my shackles are removed, theyโ€™re letting me take a shower,
The only thing I can think of isโ€ฆ how will I make it through this hour.
โ€ฆ Now What?

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