Countdown

Feeding tha voids i once fed with drugs,sins,and lusts. i found tha one to really trust. and in my confinement , God showed me not to take life for granted this is a temorary assignment. see i come from near poverty and despair, my mom worked hard to make sure food was their. i come from trouble and strugle now i strive to be right. dont get me wrong cuz this will be a fight he reassures me it will be alright and in my prayers at night i pray for you. that soon you will find him to. i once lived tha ways of tha wicked now tha holy spirt fills me like an open water spickett dear heavenly father please help me live it till i prove you and get your message through this internal clock ticks away, count down is on eternal life is tha name of tha game. let go of that resentment and tha pain dont let thjis end you unsure in shame take back that ground from tha snake in tha grass tha devil is nothing more but of tha past......................