An Addicts Amends

Memories and friends that have all been lost The price of addiction, an insurmountable cost The price of addiction, talents misplaced Remember the runner left out of the race The tiny dancer gracing the floor Found no use for the song any more The once energetic with brush and paint Became quite happy just feeling faint What we have done for one more fix The precious sold and suicide risks i still hear the cries that I tuned out Deafening noises from my loved one's shouts Now though I have tried new steps Eventually hoping to climb out of this depth Though my want and will carry on The memories I hear will keep me strong Today my friend I still have fears For the price of addiction is counted by tears I look bleak although strong and brave A tempted addict beside a grave Not a word I spoke for the dead It's hard to think with a clouded head I will leave to, where I From While envying the addict who can teach me to run It was their words though that impressed me so Now it's too late but you want them to know So, humble yourself and clean out your head And remember your here because someone is dead Memories and friends that have all been lost The price of addiction a now surmountable cost.