Breaking Away From This Disease. Poem by Noel Potter

Sick of the feeling I get
When I don't have you
Tired of the struggle
Always facing it alone.

It's a little more than I can stand
As each new day slowly begins.
Time to change. Time to close the door
To the world of yesterday.

Mind is constantly in a battle
As I reach for another empty bottle
One that was just filled a day or so ago
Sitting on the shelf of death waiting.

Just another thought of mine
To help fight the feeling inside.
Just one more step ahead I take
As I struggle to leave it behind.

A constant battle I fight within
Filled with endless aches and shame.
Just one more memory I have forgot
As I crush the disease I crave.

Pray each day to make it through
As the years fall down my face.
One more chance. One more minute to live this nightmare of addiction.

One bottle I trade away with ease
As I lay down to sleep away the pain.
One second. Yeah I feel it slowly arrive
That perfect moment of time.. I'm free.

Slowly I ride to see what's ahead
As I take that step to breathe.
Deep down Inside I feel the change
Another day of living a dream.

I've searched all over for some time
To finally find the exist sign.
One more mile I craw to freedom inside
These moments of hell I once lived..