M.P. Shaudd Poet Lyric

Sober Day One

Poured, what I swore would be…. my last bottle
Then lost to temptation, as I crushed…. my final can
I don’t believe me, when I say….it’s over
But for the thousandth time… I’ll make my stand

Now here I am:

Sober day one…..
My eyes are still cloudy as I 
Reach out for The Son
A self induced prison
Is what my life’s become
Now here I am 
Sober day one

It took a lifetime of living….to get here
Is it my body, or soul…..that I’ve damned
Seems my pride takes the bruise, for excused self abuse
Did I give up, or did I give in…..

Now here I am:

Sober day one…..
My eyes are still cloudy as I… 
Reach for The Son
A self induced prison
Is what my life’s become
Now here I am 
Sober day one

When there’s questions for answers… it’s heartbreak
Seems my decisions and free will….failed me
Was I living to die….this whole time
I’ll ask forgiveness, but I’m not deserving…. 

Now here I am:

Sober day one
There’s no sky, no forgiveness 
And certainly…..no trace of The Son
My price eternal
It was such a great one
Now I’m sober….
Sober day one

Who’d have thought that the demons
I fought would have won
Forever sober
Sober….day….one…

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