"I can barely see the light at the end of the tunnel,
but it gives me enough hope today,
to not pick up a funnel,
and drink my pain temporarily away,
because today I choose this new life,
instead of continuing to dig deeper my grave.
If I look behind me for too long,
I know I will lose sight in the lyrics,
of God's Majestic Song,
that He sings in my head,
of how to push on,
and not use and become the undead,
dead way before I am turned to ashes,
because these cravings are temporary,
the yearning eventually passes."