another fix

Another pill
Another hit
Through all the hardship
I still want it
The burn of smoke in my throat
Enough liquor for me to try to float
Away from my problems, only to return in a short time....

Why am I drawn toward something that hurts?
Something that took my mother from me
And turned me to the person I have become
My worst nightmare, now my only reality....

Harvester of pain, harvester of sorrow
Fill me with false hope of a better tomorrow
Where I can feel joy, and whole once again
For a short time, until the influence where's thin

Now it's time to find another fix