Toxic , Wasted , Mental Sea  

Shadows
of my former self
an overdose
to give me hell
they call
to remind me
hey paul
this is what you used to be
why fall
from what you could've been
your wall
has been rubbed out clean
why call
to those who just can't see
hey paul
you must remember me
in that toxic , mental
wasted sea .

Along the road
I lost my way
the ride I strode
got towed
away
my connection
my code
a scrambled afray
a robotic mode
repeats the day
somehow I know
I'll find a way
of making it alone
in a rainbowed ray
with my kids here at home
I can safely say
I can laugh
I can roam
shadow free
in the hay .