Strugaling
a time alone yet surrounded,
a mind that feels impounded,
so much on my mind without no time,
so i thought id express it in a rhyme.
i used to drink to forget,but never forgot to drink,
and lower and lower my morals would sink,
id forget the bills,rent and debts,
instead id adopt a case of torretts.
waking up drunk without a clue,
of no more knowing in life what to do,
returning to a place where i feel at ease,
the alcohol again becoming a disease.
dropping me once more down to my knees,
the voices again begin to tease,
help me lord for i cant go on,
with the alocholics ballard song.
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