Life Through the Eyes of An Addict
Life, is it really worth living for ?
I did not know until God opened the door
And there he was in the shape of a big, bright, spiritual light,
He said, Son, believeth in me and everything shall be alright
So every morning I get down on my knees and pray:
God, please let me have another clean and sober day !
Though I often have thoughts of suicide
And tell the Lord: oh, how hard I've tried
Then I asked him for a way out of this bind;
With a silent voice, he answered: my son, one day at a time
Before I called upon him I had one foot in the grave;
but like he told me, believeth in him an thou shalt be saved
When my mind and nerves become idle,
I become secluded and read the bible
So now I am saved and will always wear his sign
And will never forget the blessing he placed in mind !
Now that I've found myself and my goal
With dignity and pride I can shout out, no !
No one wants to be a drug or suicidal fanatic;
So remember, that's life through the eyes of an addict !
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