Dirty Low Downs.
Like all of us, sometimes lost sometimes found.
Sometimes scared.
Sometimes fearlessly captured.
Sometimes hooked.
Sometimes raptured.
Set free, but usually only after a great-disaster.
That Dirty-Low-Down, sets in, wants to be your friend.
Fight it my friend.
Let God step in.
Step-away for some time, and reflection.
Find yourself deep within, turn in the right direction.
Kick to the curb my friend, that thing that brought you down;
Be it alcohol, sex, speed, heroin, pills.
That Dirty-Low-Down.
T.A. Dieringer.