No reason to stay, but no place to go. P l e a s e, go away, I wanna lay low. "Can't stop", they say. Whatever, I know. Day after day, the clock's running slow. Got bills to pay, turn this body on auto.
Eyes open Phones broken Alarms on Cars warm Show up Clock in Do my work Get paid Clock out Drive home Feel drained Close my eyes Can't express How I feel Do I feel? Sigh Breathe in Breathe out Sleep
I'm sad because no one likes me No one likes me because I'm an alcoholic I'm an alcoholic because I'm dead inside I'm dead inside because I've been hurt I've been hurt because I am weak I am weak because I love everyone I love everyone because no one loves me No one loves me because I'm unlovable I'm unlovable because I am broken I am broken because someone broke me Someone broke me because I left them I let them because I loved them I loved them because I am naive I am naive because I trusted them I trusted them because I was ignorant I was ignorant because no one taught me No one taught me because no one was there No one was there because no one likes me No one likes me because I'm an alcoholic I'm an alcoholic because I am dead inside I am dead inside because I am sad
a poem written by my friend Jeff - posted with their permission. Wanted to share his words with you all
I thought I heard you today, in the voice of a man asking me for a cigarette. A nineteen degree request; faint on a cold, city street. A memory of Sunday story caught me off guard. " Silver and gold have I none; but such as I have give I thee." I've since stopped attending my scheduled worshiping. Long forgot, about an un-kindled burden, but today I wondered, are you still here?