Morphine's Lament

Eyes cracking open, Stomach doing flip flops, Skin crawlin’ Hair hurtin’ Where is that damn pill? Oh crap, forgot to get my refill. Life of an addict? Nope, just a chronic pain mess. Dependent, hell yes. So what’s the difference? I wouldn’t sell myself for the stuff. But suffer without it? Yes, I do. Feel better when I take it? Yes. It makes my pain go away. I can get through my day. Be someone you can stand to be around, Don’t go round with a frown, All day. But yeah, I need it. But I wouldn’t steal to get it. I would suffer before I hurt anyone to get it. That’s the difference between an addict And being dependent. I only hurt myself. Sucks to be me.