as i pray

Written by: cathy aaron

his pain can be seen by looking into his eyes. he tries to laugh,but inside he cries. i 
know this because i've been him,a slave to a bottle. i want to walk away from him. 
his pain brings back memories of a life i left behind. but God has another plan for 
me.i truly believe that my higher power,who has been so good to me,wants me to 
embrace this man. so i pray,everyday for this lost soul that used to be me.