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One Line Too Many

One line is too much 1000 is not enough I Should never have took that first line How the hell did I think it will be fine Slowly but surely my life it’s starting to rip Oh so strong the tightest grip SHe drives me like no other please God help me recover Not my kids or my wife Could pull me from my new life I walk around now with my head bowed in shame Please let go and let me have my life back again I tried so many times to walk away You just pulled me back made me stay The paranoia has begun I have to self isolate there is no fun I have to hide from my friends and family Just in case I don’t want them to see I sit in silence and scream for help But I won’t shout loudly I’ll keep it under my belt Finally it’s ugly head it rears Leaving your family shattered and in tears Their pain is real So much more than you feel They have done nothing But it’s your they have to live in They will carry on doing life and the nitty gritty Why you get recovery and wallow in self pity Now you can see all your consequences Will it be enough to bring you to your senses The road ahead is hard for them and you Best you leave no more damage to do If you could take away the pain I believe you really would But if we’re talking could’ and should’ then may be that first line I know you’d give that back if you could

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Book: Shattered Sighs