Who are you to say that the way I liveÂ
Lessens my value
When my life was a gift that you did not give
A gift that I have not learned to appreciate or decided if I even want!Â
This addiction of mine
Trapped and confined
I still deserve
Love,Â
Forgiveness.Â
Even as I lift this liquor to my lips
I travel the road of my heart with little sips
I’m still worthy of simple human compassion
And my tendency to self destruct
Doesn’t negate the fact that my
My value is non negotiable.
I Implode
You can unloadÂ
on me,Â
Because I will understand:Â
Your struggle doesn’t make you any less of a man.