Back from Black

I never claimed to be a Man beause I became a beast,  
A righteous hand would never do these kinds of things.  
I played with needles and I played a thief,  
I never saw the darkness deep inside of me.  
I took from loving hands and gave to the rotten,  
I've done unspeakable things that wont soon be forgotten.  
I've turned on friends that only wanted peace,  
and to put love back inside of me.  
But I was blind and my eyes couldn't see,  
that my only friend would be the death I cheat.  
It took a real rough road and to almost die,  
to put the love of life back into my eyes.  
I struggled it long, and i struggle it still,  
I opened my eyes and saw how many friends it killed.  
I cant take it back, or the things that I've done,  
But I own it all now and i hung up the gun.  
I promised myself that if I see it I'll run,  
I cant paint the world black each time some Hell comes.  
I cant be that person, that rotten anymore.  
I choose to be here, not passed out on some floor.