The Wagon
Feels Good, seven days with no alcohol or THC in my blood
Never thought the wagon would be so easy to ride
Although its early days with no drug inside
Just as easy I feel to give into the narcotic flood
To feed a habit so long in the tooth
Taken me over and consumed me from early youth
Let down the paths of euphoric rides
Ups and downs, the lows the highs
Wondering how, what, when & why
Where I fit, where I’m headed & the reasons behind
Feels good, at last to know myself inside
Master of my will, its power to guide
Not that the learning is over or all the lessons taught
Humble in the knowledge that is sought
Knowing the restless ebbing of the tide
Natures secrets, where, when & how do they hide
not for all the beauty that is inside
The need to escape the pain, realities game
To cloud and fog is alcohol & drinks blame
Hidden from your feelings, forgotten, lost in shame
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