Its cold inside this heart of mine
When drink and drugs are taken
Its not a place for lovely days
When good habits are forsaken
Its hard to keep my mind on track
When my chest is too quick beating
My demeanour is not full of mirth
And honest ways are fleeting
Its not a time for assuredness
When the cocaine dives inside me
Intelligence is warped and skewed
When loved ones might deride me
Its a place I know just far too well
And has seen some great men topple
Its a way I must equate with Hell
When Eve nibbled from the apple
Its numb cynical my feelings then
When gargle takes me over
Its a need that sends me to the edge
That reminds me to stay sober
nice..honest..heartfelt..