Rehab

I've fallen on hard times
And physically and mentally I’m tired
Tired of running this cocaine race
Taking a glance into the mirror and was unable to see my face.
Reflecting thoughts,
For now I see what family and friends have been seeing that I’m addicted to cocaine.
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Infatuated by this drug I allowed this substance to take control over me
To where family and friends thought best to intervene
As they saw my life spiraling downhill
I became blinded to the fact that I was lost
Not wanting to be found
Bound that if I continued on this cocaine road I will crash,
I have, like I said before, “Fallen on hard times.”

I need to get myself together
But I’m unable to do it on my own
Searching for spiritual help,
I ask God to provide me the solution to my addiction
And walk with me step by step through the dark clouds that I have cast upon myself
I take a deep breath,
Realizing these good times I thought I was having were bad
I hear a voice in my head telling me
Leave the streets, divorce the white girl, and check yourself into rehab.

By God that is what I did and it wasn’t easy
Days and nights of having cold sweats from craving, to shakes, and having muscle pain
Unable to sleep, feeling fatigue the agony the pain.
I thought I was going insane!  
But day by day
I grew stronger lifting Ms. Cola out of my system
Feeling myself overcoming a substance that blocked my path
I now laugh at the white devil in a dress.
You control me no more
You control me no more
I roared, like a lion protecting his den
I know breath in life      
I know breath in hope
I know believe in God,
And I thank you Lord for walking with me step by step
Through this difficult process
My mind has processed that I’m the one in control

For cocaine controls me no more cocaine controls me no more.
Finally realizing everyone has a board
That they need to break in life
And I have broken mine, thank you Lord for my rehab.