The Addict

I wake up with you on my mind,
Freedom declined 
This s**t is Hell defined.
No time to brush my teeth 
With this spell you got me underneath.
The show starts with a line up the nose,
As the addiction starts to grow. 
It's pretty lucky today I'm not dead,
That's what they all said,
When I was foaming at the mouth on that hospital bed,
With red lines on the wrist,
Giving no f***s how much I bled. 
I get up daily to go to work
To supply the dope before I go berserk.
I felt so alone,
Sitting on my throne
With a phone off the hook,
Till its thrown against the wall,
Now watch me fall.
The pain I felt, where do I begin?
Popping one, two, three Klonopin.
Crazy to think I was hand in hand with the boogeyman. 
So where have I been?
Nonstop crushing a pill,
Until my heart stands still.
But I'm still here, so I got some skill,
To stay alive till my purpose I fulfill.