Terry Cunningham Poet Lyric

GOT MY DEMONS, GOT MY PRIDE

As I sit here, all alone
          And as I'm wondering if, I'll even eat at all;    
                As I'm taking my first step towards;
            Another long day,  with very little reward.
       Can't God just please, leave me here as a stone;
                As I'm so broken, need to do this alone...

                  "As I'm sick and tired, of all of them,
                       Still I can't find another way in.
                    GOT MY DEMONS, GOT MY PRIDE,
                But I think I'm stuck here, till the day I die"...

                      Can't find mercy, but I sure find sin;
              As I'm deciding if, it's a life I still want to be in ...
                          And as I'm writing bout, suicide;
                        Still not writing bout, exactly when...
                             One more Sunday, just to see,
                           I've tried so hard to, just believe...

                        As I'm sick and tired, of all of them,
                        Yet I still can't find,  another way in...
                         GOT MY DEMONS, GOT MY PRIDE,
               and now I know I'm stuck here, till the day I die.
                  GOT MY DEMONS, STILL GOT SOME PRIDE...

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