I was one who was entrenched in that rugged terrain,
feeble minded surrounded by pain
I thought using and selling drugs was my life in totality
little did I know I was getting closer to fatality
I don't know why in this life we become so asphyxiated
meaning I could not breath in a world that was fabricated
3or4 felonies would have you living in a facility without a destiny,
now that is a travesty
God it is you that my heart is relying
I can't go know more because my spirit is dying
Give me the keys to open up the gate
I'm sick of the struggle, hostility and hate
As I look inside to rid of some my pain
God I ask you to help me maintain.
Jan 14, 2014
Jan 14, 2014 at 11:55 AM UTC
I'm at the point in my life trying to see a little bit clearer
Doing a breakdown of myself, looking at the man in the mirror
Collecting my thoughts taking a trip back down memory lane
Recognizing I had some days it was pouring down rain
However, through all my adversity it was God's unchanging hand
Me not knowing I was apart of his master plan
While I was going through the fire and the shadow of death
I did not realize that life was only a test
Jun 3, 2013
Jun 3, 2013 at 10:00 AM UTC