From Desperation to Recovery: A Journey of Self-Reflection and Redemption

PASSING WATER BOTTLES FULL OF V**** FLAVOR WHIPPED CREAM, DRANK UNTIL I PASSED OUT,
WOKE UP IN A SICK DREAM, SKIPPING ALL MY CLASSES,
TOTALED WHIPS AND CAR CRASHES, DAMAGED BRAIN REACTIONS, DUI INFRACTIONS,
FRIENDS WENT OFF TO COLLEGE PROGRESSING WHILE I REGRESSED
I DRANK TO HIDE THE FACT THAT I WAS DESPERATE AND DEPRESSED
I’D DRIVE ACROSS THE COUNTRY FORGING COLLEGE FUND CHECKS
FRONTING LIKE I MADE IT HUSTLING ‘CAUSE I WANTED RESPECT
IT WAS A SLOW AND DOWNWARD SPIRAL
AND IT STARTED OUT AT FIRST WITH ME
LYING TO MY MOTHER STEALING $20S OUT HER PURSE
STEPPED IT UP TO R****, H*****, AND F*******
PART OF ME WANTS TO ERASE IT AND FORGET IT ALL
BUT AS A PERSON IN RECOVERY
I’M OBLIGATED TO SPEAK THE TRUTH ON THE DAMAGE AND PAIN THAT I CREATED
I CAN’T FORGET THE LOOK INSIDE MY MOTHER’S CRYING EYES
SHE FOUND A RIG AND SPOON IN MY ROOM AND I TRIED TO LIE
SHE WATCHED ME STRUGGLE BUT SHE NEVER LOST HER LOVE FOR ME
WHEN I HIT MY BOTTOM SHE WAS EARLY IN RECOVERY
SHE SENT ME OFF TO TREATMENT CENTERS, BUT I WASN’T READY
THROUGH THE DOOR WAS THE FURTHEST MY MOTHER’S LOVE COULD GET ME
I WOULD TELL HER I WAS DONE BUT RELAPSE IN A WEEK
LYING THROUGH MY TEETH
WITH EVERY MOVEMENT THAT MY LIPS WOULD SPEAK