Bad To Good Spinning Wheel.
Bad to Good Spinning Wheel
It's hard to explain on how I feel..
My life has been turning on this big wheel.
I have always tried to do my best.
Staying alive has been my great test.
The Monster has once tooken over my brain.
It brought me guilt it brought me pain.
It showed me power then gave me control.
I was hurting people I was hurting souls.
I was selling things that blocked their minds.
Then they were hooked then they were mines.
I ran then rolled from place to place.
I took their money so they can just have a taste.
The Evil hovers a dark cloud over me.
My soul was tooken then my addiction wouldn't let me free.
Then one day God, put it to a stop.
He sent me to jail when I got caught.
I was there alone then scared.
No one would help me, no one cared.
Ther I sat for that one crime.
I was punished I did my time.
Then one day this man gave me this book.
It changed my soul, it changed my look.
The Evil has left now, I am free.
But everywhere I go my addiction keeps on taunting me.
So I Pray and Pray.
For this temptation,
To Leave.
Copyright © Jack Reed | Year Posted 2009
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