Tomorrow at 9am My life, hopefully Will begin again; I am going into detox, Which makes me hopeful now, But I hope I do not leave Before the 24th hour.
24 is an important number, To me, It is my age, my goal and the only number of hours, I’ve reached sobriety. 24 is the number Of daily cocaine lines, 24 is the number, Of daily drug use lies.
24 is the number Of days I smoked crystal meth, 24 is the number of pounds I dropped, 24 is the amount of times I’ve relapsed. 24 and a hooker, 24 and an addict, 24 regrets And at 24 it’s finally clicked.
Is 7 days of purging My organs, my soul and my skin; Enough to to stop the ensuing hunger To let the poison back in? I am scared, I am afraid to say hopeful, But if I don’t try now Drugs will forever be my focal.