Have to Get Away

As I lie
Beneath the sky
I don’t know why
I want to cry

The birds are flying
So very happy
While I’m crying
Feeling Crappy

I feel sad
And very mad
But in a strange way
Some how glad

I have to get away
From it all
Without the aid
Of drugs or alcohol

But it’s hard to keep
My sanity
In what is known as
Reality

I try to face it
With my head straight
Let destiny
Choose my fat

I have to get away from it all
And let this be my final fall
Get back on my feet
And keep walking ahead
And never look back
To when from problems I fled

Problems were
So easily solved
When under the
Influence

But before I knew it
To you and to all
I became a
Nuisance

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