1 year, 2 months, 3 weeks, and 1 day

The heavy burdens of my past are forcing me to play

Exhausted from trying to outrun my past

I want to be free again, how long will it last

I used to get lost in the bottle and never had the courage to tell you how I felt

Sober words give me strength to shuffle the cards of life I have been dealt

Straight flush, five cards, all in a sequence

The power of love exposed my weakness

A memorable hand caused my identity to intertwine

I could never see it, because your love played with my mind

A broken heart offers a super power beyond something greater than I can see

I wonder if anyone will ever see their own freedoms in the words I speak