"Down and down,
I would descend,
and I made,
so many fake,
good friends,
in my sin!

We spread that poison,
all around,
and if we were too up,
we would drink to come down,
and if too down,
we would smoke,
to get back up!

That poison stayed flowing,
in every cup!

What a dreaded sight,
we were,
when beheld!

Because we were never,
really ourselves!

Because addiction is you,
just a different name spelled!

Violent fights,
things thrown,
and smashed on the floor!

Crying and rocking,
until we hit another score!

Do you hear yourself in me?

Do you feel what I portray?

All the hopelessness,
fighting everything within,
to just make that high stay,
and all your loved ones,
would just go away?

What I am explaining,
is a descent into madness,
forget about,
all that pitiful sadness!

Did the addiction,
almost make you kill your mother?

Throw bricks at your father,
after slapping and breaking,
the reading glasses off of his face?

Pushing them away so fiercely,
just for another taste,
of the poison,
chosen?

The choice is in you,
to ingest that,
so reality never comes into view,
and all those nightmares,
actually come true!

Does this strike deep in you,
a solid cord of fear?

Well I hope you think of my story,
every time you pick up that beer,
and drop it,
letting it go,
because you're hurting,
yourself and your family,
more than you could possibly know!

I made it out,
into The Blessed Light,
with My Best Friend Jesus!

So I know if I can,
you certainly can too!

That where you are,
is not at all,
the end of you!

So find that little ray of hope,
and scream it loud from your throat!

Put down that pen,
and rip up,
that suicide note!

Because God and your family,
doesn't want,
a final goodbye letter,
they just want you to stay,
and just get better!"