So when I mentioned that I may not go see U2 this summer (not because of Bono's recent injury, because I just don't feel like it), she was worried about me.
Its true. I haven't been myself. I usually LIVE for the summer concerts and there's a few good ones coming up. I have no desire to go. But hopefully that will change.
I came home and put on some U2, and it helped. I listened to a song Bono wrote when his good friend Phil Lynott from the band Thin Lizzy, died. (check him out on my GBNF blog*)
Phil died from years of abusing drugs. It reminded me that addicts have a disease. A disease that is not easily treated. A disease that controls their every thought and action. I can't imagine trying to fight a disease with no cure that had the potential of ruining every aspect of my life, and, to top it off, left me being looked down upon as "weak" with little compassion and understanding from society and sometimes friends and family.
Phil never recovered from the disease. His drug of choice: Heroin.
The song is called "Bad".
A few lyrics that stand out to me:
If I could,
you know I would
if I could,
I would let it go
*Ironically, when I started "Gone But Not Forgotten" over five years ago it was alarming to see how many of the rock n roll deaths were attributed to heroin. Little did I know then its evil grasp would someday snare my own son. Last night he said "I will use it again someday." God help us all...
Peace, Hope and Love, Barbara