I felt the withdrawals and cold shakes,

My skin pale, wet and clammy,

Maybe if I fold my hands I can cope

Maybe I will place my hands on my head and that would help

Maybe lye down and try to sleep,

When I close my eyes all I do is weep

The deep depression I go into, when I cant be near

It feels like the end I fear

The spirits whisper end your life to me, while I sit bunched up in dark, rocking slowly

End it all and the pain won’t hurt

For without him what is it worth

You could do it, no one would know

Then the praise in my heart reminds me of my soul

My addiction is so strong

I can no longer tell right from wrong

I am a prisoner to its lingering events

To just the very thought of its presence

Maybe if I eat a treat

Then I won’t feel defeat

I open my mouth and don’t chew just swallow

And I’ll worry about my weight tomorrow

My addiction has caused me to be obese

But my care’s are not for or about me

I need my drug of choice it meets my needs and it’s name is

David Keys.