Day 2

18 months of recovery and I am back on day 2
A 3-day heroin binge, what else do you expect an addict to do?

Every day sober is a miracle and I had many,
but complacency snuck in and my old ways came back out

Let go, let it out, never seemed forever loud
of the voice in my head screaming to vacuum up the powder

I cannot give up this, for to quit is to die
what's inside the abyss, lonely nights of vice and sin

There is no starting over, that illusion has been smashed
I walk a path not on my own, but only some god may know where it goes

Wake up, dust off and fill up my soul
action they feed off this hope that I grow

It is not over till its over