So you finally got some time of being clean under your belt or at least the thought of getting clean has occurred in your head .... be aware that cunning and decieving run deep and the cliffs that you've bravely climb have edges that are steep ... If you find yourself looking over the sides... step back quick .... then run for your life ... Recovery sometimes comes with relapses, but you never know when relaspe might mean your life and if the devil has his way ... he'll get ya to use just one more time to just to take your breath and ... this one more time ... might mean end in death. He'll use all the old tricks that get you to stumble ... There is a war between good and evil ... and you better know how to rumble... don't buy the lie of just one more time or that little voice that whispers in your ear that says c'mon just one for the road, no one will know ... you don't have to tell anybody ... just keep it to yourself ... it will be between you and the walls and they ain't gonna tell ... and if your worried about God knowing what the hell ... the devil and says, "don't listen to God, he don't know what he's talking about" ... beside he's just a party pooper and then he filled you with doubt ... you kicked the door of your addiction open ... You told yourself just one more time... as you stepped inside
Whats your pleasure? ... tell me man, how do you wanna feel ... would like some booze, pot or do you prefer pills ... You looked till you found the powdered substance in the little plastic bag ... it was your favorite out of all the drugs they had ... the host is delited and say's good choice ... How do you do ... do you smoke, snort or shoot ... You reached for the needle ... its what you'd grown fond of if you were to tell the truth.
You put the needle in your vein ... you began to feel the rush ... you thought to yourself "ah yeah... man this is the stuff" your head began to spin, you're feelin' all flush ... Your heart started poundin worse than ever before ... It accurres to you that something ain't right here ...so, you get up and head down the hall towards the door ... your bouncin off the walls and you fall to the floor ... Satan says, Look up ... I got someone I want you to meet ... His name is death and your at his feet ...
Your ears fill with his evil laughter and you manage to utter out the word "please" ... but satan interupts by saying, in hell you'll find no mercy so don't bother making a plead ... you should have listened to that christian god sent to tell you that jesus would set you free ... or to the guy ... you know the one ... that told you about the rehabs and NA thats how he had done it ... you just laughed out loud and made fun of it. "Nope, NA meetings just weren't your style", said Satan with a big smile.
Now look atcha ... you've got no hope ... Your forever lost in torrment all for the sake of dope.
Just one more time might just turn out to be your last time (life is real ... death is real) Drug addiction can kill you ... ultimately that is what people that love you don't want to see happen to you, but when you listen to your addiction and use just one more time this might be the time the last memory your family and friends are left with is of you being zipped up in a body bag and taken away to the morgue.
If you are using ... get help today. Do whatever it takes to get clean. Let nothing stand in your way ... Do sobriety with as much as you put into using and you will succeed. Nothing can stand in the way of that kind of commitment.
Once you get clean ... return the deed by reaching out to those that need to hear how you did it. Swim against the current not with it .. It's to easy to use drugs and cop out of life. Don't take the easy way out ... It's the ones that go the hard route and do a drug-free life that are to be admired. They are the picture of strength ... Listen up ... This is a Kodak Moment ... Get in the picture.
Passion
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