The Shadows on the wall.
I went from staring at the sun, to staring at the shadows on the wall.
I went from going on movie dates with my friends, to sitting alone like pain never ends.
When it comes to drugs I have never been a rookie.
Seven years old the devil in a syringe took me.
I loved the feeling of pride when I hit a vein
The poison I thought was initially healing
Soon enough it went away
My skin turned yellow not feeling sane
Hearing came in waves that day..
Ripping my skin to pieces the bugs where eating away..
But that devil.. That devil I loved so much
Tried taking my life that day
Ladies in scrubs took me away, helped me recover
And i'm sober today
My brothers and sisters where gone
Maybe this was a wakeup call to stay..
Mother was an addict her life falling apart
I am her strength we cant ever depart
Every addict wants recovery, and recovery soon came.
There was nobody to blame. Oh no not today
We are people too believe it or not
Just living sober is harder than I thought.
The walls were so different
No shadows oh no
Is this the feeling of sobriety?
I most definitely wouldn't know..
The sky was so beautiful, moving slowly this time
This world didn't seem real, the hills, the stars, was I so blind?
Thinking and thinking.. It was because
Because my life was no longer unmanageable
I could finally love :) I could finally feel loved :)
And so, another day of staring at the sun
Marissa Darrow