Thursday, September 13, 2012

Narconon

I don't look at you
When I'm with you I keep my eyes closed
Trying to conjure up something else
I'm not addicted
Pretending I'm somewhere else
I'm not addicted
Anywhere but here
The most unhealthy thing is like my medicine
You're the dealer in a way
I wish it was simplier than it is
Wish I could just walk away and stay
12 steps to recovery
A long road and I haven't even admitted I have a problem
All I do is duck and dodge them
When I need a refill I just ask that you provide them
That's why I'm here closing my eyes
Avoiding the issues
Cause I know when I leave I'll miss you
12 steps to recovery
Can't even step to the first
No matter how many nights of withdrawl
Cold sweats kicks and screams that lead to revelations and self discovery
I'll seek that fix
Cause I never quite scratch that itch
I'll be here once rehab is done closing my eyes as you fill the perscription between my thighs

Wednesday, September 5, 2012

Score

keeping score like you placed bets on a pool
clock counting down
strategic plays
another championship game
you win I lose
on a pedestal
hand out like I should kiss the ring
you’re superior in this game
we play
fouls called
can’t or maybe I just won’t challenge
no red flag
what you say stands
constantly rejected
feelings heated
you’re playing the ref and your calls are just bullshit
speak on it?
act out?
get ejected
so I let you have your way
tally them up
score based off your ego
running plays down
your QB sacked
3rd and goal
just when I think I’m in the lead
underdog becomes the champ
2pt conversion
a failed diversion
collision
helmet to helmet
I’m out cold
cart me off
guess I’m back to play next season