Caffeine, Nicotine, Needles, and Pills
Nicotine for the stress,
Caffeine to stay awake
Pills for the pain,
Needles keep alive the hope to gain
Some shadow, of this man I used to be
Addicted to the first,
Dependent on the third
Eyes open from the second,
The fourth, you have no idea how much it hurts
How much it hurts, period, to be this man I have become
The first is slowly killing,
The fourth gives me strength to endure,
Gives me hope each day more and more,
That I'll need less and less of the third
The second, however, is a friend, and has been for so many days upon this earth
The first, well, one day it will stop, I believe this in my soul,
But as of this very day, it's something which I refuse to let go
For now
"Now" changes, every single moment
Tomorrow, none of this might matter
I proceed with faith that it will
Nicotine for the stress,
Caffeine to stay awake
Pills for the pain,
Needles keep alive the hope to gain
Some shadow, of this man I used to be
And keep alive, this shattered wreck of who I am
So that I can heal
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