In the end, when it's all over.
The only thing that matters,
Is if I stayed true to myself,
A real sober soldier.
Did I stand by what I believe,
Or did I grow old and weak,
Bend and break,
Give in to grief.
Change is okay,
As long as it's for a better me,
Not in conformity,
to become who others
think I should be.
In my addiction
I've known struggle, pain,
And suffered shame.
Felt hated by all,
The one the world
Loves to blame.
I never backed down
From a reason to fight.
Dead in the wrong,
Thought I was right.
Stuck in the darkness,
No end in sight.
Now that I'm sober
Fuck the drama,
Fuck the feelings,
It's all to real and
I'm tired of dealin
With anything not absolute,
even perception is truth,
So these feelings are too.
Fuck...
©inevitable
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