A Poem by Christopher Crain

Written at Glenbeigh Treatment Center- Circa 2016, 2017, 2018??

No long ago... as I reminisce

I settled with the Devil, sold him my soul

And ceased to exist

His gift to me was that of a burden...

An addiction which made me insane

And to get it, I remained determined

With every Valium popped, values forgot

I only proceeded breathing for the next shot

@#$! Life, to Hell with living

I'd rather continue drinking and drug binging

Family, who is that?

Leave me alone scrounging around

In the sewers of my rat habitat

Nobody sees, it's not me

The Devil simply refuses to release me from this disease

At this point I realized if the Devil resides,

Then so must God

Where there is negative there is positive

And I'm tired of living a facade

Prayer is a necessity

Quite possibly the only remedy

And for sobriety to work

You must hit your knees and quit digging up dirt