I needed to walk away from the love of liquor My mind knew that but my heart wanted to bicker I went staggering to the mirror this morn One black eye and a busted lip now worn What in the world has happened, who have I become? How could I allow myself to get in this position to be so numb? My face a mess my jaw is swollen and broken I really want a cigarette, got it lit, now it’s smoking Abuse is real. Numbing was my only way of escape Hide behind closed doors and fully drawn drapes, Let no one see just how bad it had got This was my battle alone now to be fought My wounds will heal, my desires would change No more beating nor alcohol won’t this be strange? A life of peace of knowing I am in a safe place Only thing left behind are scars upon my face CDK 2-15-26