My Addiction

I remember my happier days

For I felt like I didn't have to declare war

And being alone now

Is just a long reflection,

I can see my golden years ahead of me

And my body is soft and sincere

For back then, my body was a raging machine

And the alcohol made me feel invincible

And I didn't care about my age;

Sometimes you have to hold on to the prettiest things

To forget the bad,

For the bad made me lonelier than I am now

And it is so beautiful

The clouds of an early spring

As the sun beholds

A completely different person--

Today is the day I embrace my addiction

For I am my addiction; aren't we all?

There is a much sunnier face than ever before

For I forgive my addiction

And it forgives me

In order to be sober, I have to suffer

And I'd rather suffer gracefully

Than to die every day

There is a rose in every garden

That is desperate to rebel,

But what is rebellion without a soul

If the soul cares for no one?

Oh my happier days

Are just useless now,

For what do I have to remember?

Yet my addiction scares me

Because it's grown old,

I am excited for the stars above;

For every desperate star shines bright

Yet does it rebel?