The "Gone" Blues

Oh, I'm gone,
drunk myself from a king to a pawn;
If I don't slow down and seek within,
soon won't have a pot to piss in.
I've got to learn to love my higher self,
and put these dire fears upon the shelf.
Gotta learn to let old dreams go,
and remember teachings I need to know.
Must stop throwing pearls to swine,
and save the truth for True friends of mine.
Gonna start celebrating alert terror,
stop allowing my libido to drive me to dangerous error.
Gotta remember it's the long pull
and the steady pull,
that makes one truly fit for survival.