22-07-2009We all face the same problems in life. The only difference is that some of us have better support than others. You may feel like you need to face some things alone. But you need to remember that you are not alone. That help is there if you choose to accept it. It doesn't make you weak, or any less of a person. We are all human, and as humans we are social creatures. We need others to live.For thousands of years, and even today, the worst torture we have for someone is isolation. Lock someone away for a week, 2 weeks, a month... Eventually anyone would crack. Some addicts feel this kind of isolation for years. This torture. The feeling that no-one can understand.But once you open your heart, and let those who love you in, the road doesn't seem so hard.Together, we are greater than the sum of our parts.
Through clean eyesI no longer sleep,I pass out.I no longer think,My life is on autopilot.I cannot remember the last time I was sober,It was at least a month ago.I remind myself,That right now,Is just a memory for the future.That it will all come to an end,Like a bad dream.I am sick.I am tired.I am alone.But maybe I don't have to be.There are people who love me,But cannot see the real me,And I've forgotten who that is.But I'll keep waiting,I won't give up.The future will come soon,And this dream will end.I will awake.And see the world once more,Through clean eyes...But until then,Somebody please save me.Because I can no longer save myself.
feel the itchFeel the itch,But do not scratch.Focus your mind,And try to resist.They call you weak,But they cant understand,How all these drugs,Have you under command.You try to resist,And for awhile persist,But eventually crack,And you have to scratch.Just one more,Then becomes four.That 'one more puff'Is never enough.Another drink,And cease to think.Give into excessAnd promiscuous sex.Go to the park,And enjoy the grass,Sit back and relax,And swear it's your last.My name is Mitch,An M with an itch.I know I'm a mess,But what's your weakness?Is it coffee or tea?Ice cream or candy?Live life on the web,Or in front of TV?So many play WoW,I hear it's lethal now.Or at the gym they stay,At least twice a day.Love is a drug,But at least you get hugged.Take it too much,And then 'life sucks'.Or maybe you're clean?Don't know what I mean?Well let me keep it real,Show you how it feels-Imagine an itch,Just below your nose.Focus your mind,Until the feeling grows.Clos