There is something stopping me from getting sober, It’s like a red light, a brick wall, a black hole. I know it’s up to me and that there is no magic trick, But I feel like I’m learning to swim again and forgot how to kick.
I’m barely bobbing above the surface Of this advanced, deep, dark sea; Caught in a rip that I’m pushing against, Too strong for a life guard to rescue me.
One can only stay above water for so long Until your lungs fill with water and you peacefully float down; Unable to see, speak or swim, One will accept the laws of the ocean and drown. All your friends and family Are watching from the shore Telling you to swim harder But you cannot fight the current anymore.
It is expensive to hire rescue teams Who can never quite be sure, That you won’t find your way back to that ocean, And fight the fight once more.