Losing My Way

Aged sixteen when it all begins a downward spiral I fell in steady consumption on the fringe to being consumed on the binge overindulgent to a lost mind need the endorphin buzz to unwind my image morphing but I was blind as the drink the drugs an I were bind my memory now a hazy fuzz years go by I still need the buzz no reason I do it just because I've killed the person I once was a false scene shielded my demise continued buying more supplies without money on tick full of lies unaware I'm under cloudy skies ignorant to the way I've altered fallen down completely thwarted when sober feel aches and awkward a chemical romance I've resorted buy street drugs get repeat prescriptions five hour high five day restriction losing sight of my own depiction tied in tight to these addictions this is a man losing his way on a trail from back in the day when he didn't want to work just play now he's an outcast set to stray.