Smoke Still Lingers

Smoke Still Lingers

I’ve got to break my heavy chains of addiction
Someone make my life more than a contradiction?
　
Smoke still lingers from my burning cigarette
I’m not ready to just roll over and die, not just yet
　
Sitting here alone sipping on my thirteenth beer
And how I want to be miles and miles away from here
　
Love seems to have flown from my life just like a bird
It’s got to be the saddest song I think I’ve ever heard
　
My life’s proven an endless struggle to become free
Have I become blind to all signs of hope I see
　
I can’t allow the spirits to take ultimate control
When becoming clean and sober is my ultimate goal
　
I walk the golden twelve steps up the stair
And trust hope and solace are truly found there
　
From the wagon of sobriety so hard I fell
But I have still have my tales of life to tell
　
Oh so may teardrops fall in the pouring rain
The rain is a disguise to all of my undying pain
　
I’m so tired of constantly punishing myself in the dark
When I still have plenty of love within this wounded heart
　
Morning sun rises and the evening sun sets
Why is my life so full of past regrets
　
I continue pouring myself spirits till sunrise
Sleep doesn’t come easily to these tired eyes
　
Drink has become like my dearest friend
But I bet it won’t comfort me in the end
　
I look for all of the answers in the star filled sky
Keeps on bringing me back to the question why
　
May an angel lay his holy wings upon me
And open my heart so my eyes can see
　
Lord may your loving hands lift me up
Allow me to forget the poision in my cup
　
I will begin again up the twelve glorious steps
I’ve started on my path of no further regrets

The golden sunset will come shining in my eyes
Take away all the reasons I might have to cry
　
　
By Gary Edward Allen 2017