an addict's hidden plea.

If you love me, let me fall.
To recover, one must lose it all.

I’ve made you cry. I’ve seen you upset,
My addiction is the person you’ve met.
On the inside I know what’s wrong and what’s right.
But this devil on my shoulder puts up a good fight.

I lie to you without a second thought.
These ropes of addiction are gripping and taut.
I defend myself. Change is surely coming!
But when they call, to the drugs I go running.

It will be difficult, but you must stay away,
Don’t let me believe that my actions are okay.
Put down your tired, open arms.
Stop giving-in to my excuses and deceiving charm.

Enabling my demons makes this worse.
Alone and humble is how I must stifle this curse.
Leave me to walk my own destructive path.
Soon I’ll drop down from the weight of the wrath.

It will be me and the pills when you decide to leave.
But for me, I beg you to pray and believe,

Soon I will hit…
The bottom of my pit…
And personal recovery will be the only way out.