Thank You Satan For Ruining a Good Portion of My Life
I just want to thank the prince of darkness
For what he’s given me
Selfish dreams and ambitions
A twisted sense of being free
Thank you Satan
For all the times I partied hard
For all the times I got drunk and high
But when I got arrested, were you on standby?
Thank you Satan
You taught me to get wild in college and do what the frat brothers and sorority sisters said
Thank you for all those mornings, I woke up in a stranger’s bed
Thank you so much Satan
For all the fun and the sex
You told me “use a condom”
You told it didn’t matter who my partners were
I was ill prepared for what happened next
Satan I appreciate the way you made me a single mom
My daughter is precious
But the sad part is, I don’t whether my baby’s dad is Tony, Justin, or Tom
Wait a minute, hold up! Why the hell am I showing you appreciation? You told me lies and the only thing you really did for Satan was get me to the point that I was tired of feeling empty inside and living for temporary pleasure and permanent pain
So now, I live for Jesus, the one who healed the pain, forgave me for falling into your traps, and because of that I’m now born again.
Copyright © Shuntae King | Year Posted 2012
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