Been there!!!

The grass is always greener for me

this state I’m in

just can’t be,

I run to find comfort in the other field

only to find that there is nothing to yeld,

and no energy at all to build,

there is no comfort

it’s void of joy, peace and happiness,

Ive been running since I was a young boy

I run from my thoughts

run from my feelings

strait into the presents

of a heroin dealer!

This I do...

to push down the emotions

trapped by time

forever so revealing,

its my own soul,

I’ve been thieving.

I run from field to field only

to look back at greener pastures

If this goes on it will be sad fatal and disastrous.

I’ll die full of remorse

Tired old and full of regret,

Oh! curst oh! curst.

”This fields

the worst!

the worst”.

So first light I’ll be running

for greener pastures

” It's gotta work! I'm sure it'll work”.

Where the grass is always greener

Just to glimpse

a different scene

There.

So I can run from getting clean here...

”Not this field!

I’ve been here,

When? oh when?

will I wake from this bad dream,

dear?

”when you stop running from all your fears

thinking the next one will surly be greener,”

”I know this for a fact

cos it used to be me,

I was just like ya...

a vagabond trying to

get free and cleaner.”

But all I found is the grass is never ever going to be greener.