“Turning Back”

 

I wash my sorrows,

Away with the bottle.

I get my adrenaline,

With all throttle.

 

I free my mind,

With stuff in a pipe;

And free my soul,

On Sundays at church.

 

I want to change,

The things I do.

I want to live,

My life with you.

 

How do I deal,

With all of my sorrows?

How do I resist,

The temptations of tomorrow?

 

I tell myself,

It’s too hard.

It’s too late,

To turn back now.

 

“You’re too far gone,”

I say to myself.

“You can’t change now,

It’ll be too hard.”

 

Someone please help me,

To resist the temptations,

To get my life straighten,

And to deal with my sorrows.

 

I need you now,

Maybe you’ll need me too,

Please be there,

Don’t leave me solo.

 

Heather Archibald 4/22/02