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One Giant Leap For Me

When it all came down I lost my mind Bit by bit I became hard to find But like a phoenix from the ashes I rise I'm proud to say I survived These past 8 months were trying times I sat in bed and wrote these rhymes I never knew what was coming next What was yet to happen was anyone's guess I went to the nut house twice in all To be sane again was all I lived for On my darkness days I made plans I wanted to go and meet the “big boss man” Everyone around me suffered too Little by little they all knew Knew my darkest secrets and tricks Knew all the things that made me tick. But I wasn't ashamed its who I am It was finally out, it wasn't a scam Eventually I began to heal But what happened next…believe me is real A knock on the door one Sunday morning 3 detectives with badges…there was my warning They took me away in a little silver car Arrested for what? I didn't know thus far… They gave me a cell and made me answer some questions They let me go on bail, no charges or restrictions “Surrender here in one months time And we’ll decide your fate and crime”. The first week was hard as hell, I knew I couldn't spend my life in a cell So my suicide plans began again A Stanley knife and pills would become my friend Week 2 I lost the will to speak I couldn't even sleep or eat Benzos were what the doctor ordered A Benzo high to fix my disorder Week 3 is where this picks up 7 days till judgement…I know it sucks Humming and haring about what to do Should I Die now or see it through? Then at 12 by phone did ring “Hello Ms Dhillon I have some news, Please sit down while I talk you through, I know this will be of interest to you”. “There are no charges to be had You’re a free women now don’t despair, I know this fear was hard to bear But its over now, no need to be scared”. I sat and I just cried and cried I now no longer had to die I knew that I could finally sleep And slowly all my dreams I could reap Off to the pub, there were drinks to be had I am no longer feeling sad It was relief for all, that much is true But it was my victory, and it was sweet! I guess what I'm saying is there's always ways Ways to keep from going insane I wouldn't of believed it yesterday either But today I'm living proof.... it sure does pay to be a believer!

Copyright © | Year Posted 2015




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