Please forgive me for what I have done,
This weight on my chest weighs a ton.
The life I have I fearfully regret,
But what I've done I'll never forget.
My arms are scarred here and there,
From the cuts and insicions that make them stare.
I went from blade, to needle, to pill, and line,
I always thought they would be mine.
The drugs I will admit helped the best,
But then my life turned into a mess.
I'm sorry to all of those I hurt for real,
And to all those who believed I'd had my last meal.
For all those who stayed and fought,
You will forever and always be in my thought.
I know it all overtook me for awhile,
But now I've run and overcame my mile.