That Was Me

I’m just one little drink away From the shelter we toured today Stinky mats placed on the floor The revolving, swinging addict’s door I’ve known that life; lived that agony Those smelly mats were laid out for me Hopeless life and addiction’s gritty voice You look at me like I had a choice. I drank and smoked—addiction ruled Hard knocks is the devil’s school Always wond’ring God why me I was a slave and I couldn’t be free. Addiction is a haunting force We drink and drug, then feel remorse Remorse and guilt lead to ‘nother drink Then back here at night to this awful stink The addict that suffers lives still in pain He’ll drink and drug all over again Addiction’s pull is way too strong Yeah, he can’t tell where he went wrong. D H Loewen Copyright March 16, 2018 All rights reserved