Rising from the Ashes

Guns blazing, shadows dancing, right on the ledge. Fighting demons in

my head, it's a constant pledge. Addiction's pulling at my soul,

trying to take my breath. But I won't bow down, I won't dance

with death. Staring at the barrel, feeling the weight inside.

Life's a war zone, nowhere left to hide. In the dark

alleys, where the pain gets severe. In the grip of addiction,

I find myself here. With every shot fired, I'm losing my

grip. Wrestling these demons, tighter than a vice grip. Cracked mirrors reflect