I walked out of treatment today
They said, "You've been here long enough."
I didn't even stop to pray
I just gathered all my stuff
Who am I without my sunken cheeks?
Who am I without my tough veneer?
Was I really locked up for eight weeks?
And where do I go from here?
I sure won't miss those nurses
Won't miss the early morning weigh-ins
Now I'm just spewing curses
I'm ready to commit some sins
Molly and Janet - only nurses I'll miss
And Sarah the sweet unit clerk too
They produced a bit of bliss
When I was feeling so blue
Should've left with the pretty blond
Headed south down Kansas way
We'd developed quite a bond
During our long brutal stay
She had extended the offer
But I'd turned her down
It's not that I found it improper
But I was still headed for a meltdown
The doctor said, "Take it slow."
"Just take it bit by bit."
I said, "Doc I have to go."
"And, by the way, you can shove it."
I guess that sounds kind of mean
I know he did his best
But I needed to leave that scene
I had to begin my new quest
James Taylor sang about addiction
Anthony Kiedis did too
I need a benediction
I'm still feeling so scared and blue
"Folsom Prison Blues" was sung by Johnny Cash
Hank Williams sang the blues too
I'm afraid I'm going to crash
But what else can I do?
You may be starving to numb the pain
You don't feel up to the test
But you have a life to regain
So, you'd better start to invest
The road to recovery is hard
We just want health and peace
And though we may be scarred
Our pain will one day cease
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