Wheres Recovery

Deep within me lies all my sins They sit on a pile of thoughts of what I could have been They're intertwined with every moral I thought by I lived Slowly smothering my Gods will Always bringing me back to if I had never taken that first pill Where is there recovery for me? Dressed in my sins from head to toe They've risen from the bottom, there's no where else to go Every single days the same Everyone can see my problems But I still don't know where to go, Where is there recovery for me? I still have these dreams of being more than I am But sometimes it seems my dreams are a message in a bottle, drifting away further and further from the shore And this ocean is man made of my own mistakes and regrets of my lost dreams and my lost friends of every thing I wanted to achieve, all the things I wanted to be but went and sipped on that lean instead My souls aching now, for recovery for me.