Before

Time has fallen off my clock
And disappeared into the mist
Of my life

I remember being there before,
In fact, I have been there many times.

But I grew, I overcame my struggle
Against the beast that had first overcome me.

Its attraction to me is as strong as mine towards it.
It calls my name every minute I have alone,
But I will not give in.

I do not like who I am when I am controlled by the angry hand.
I don't want to go back, but yet I still have the urge.

I do not like the place I go when I cannot beat my demons.
I do not like it because I have been there too many times...
Before.