I found myself lost again,
inside my bitter mind;
Reliving the past, dreding the future;
and feeling so unkind.
My brain can be so brutal,
when I stay inside my head;
My emotions can run wild,
My addiction wants to be fed.
How do I get outside my head?
How do I find sweet rest?
How do I fight temptation,
always putting me to the test?
How can I find streangth,
inside my feable soul?
How do I find the peace I need,
to once again feel whole?
Alone I know I am doomed,
the past destained to repeat;
Higher power hear my prayer,
as I kneel before your feet.
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