Monday, September 16, 2019

Just A Few Words

 

Written To Pastor Deborah Who Was Known As Pastor Jan At The Time

Written By One’s Of Pastor Deborah’s Spiritual Son’s From A Florida Prison, Washington Correctional Institution

Chipley, Florida

Used With Permission of Writer

May 2003

 

Day After Day

Through The Mist Of Time

With No Purpose, No Reason Or Rhyme

My Lonely Life Dragged On

 

Loneliness Drove Me Ever Onward

With No Meaning Or Zest

Desiring Only The Contentment And Happiness I Saw

On The Faces Of All The Rest

 

Alas, Escapism I Sought – 

Ever The Agony Meandering Through The Void

Substance Indulged Brought Fleeting Relief

At The Cost Of My Will Destroyed

 

Surreal Became My Life

And I

A Mere Spectator Of The Hellish Strife

 

A Spree Of Evil Acts Ensued

To Fuel The Darkness Of The Drug I Used

 

Sanity Was Lost, My Mind And Body Tormented

Cocaine In My Veins Steeped And Fermented

 

No Longer Living For This Life

My Soul Spun Ever Downward Into Hell

Addiction Controlled My Every Action

My Stolen Morals For Crack I’d Sell

 

Until Finally,

I Could No Longer Outrun Law and Society

My Drug Induced Spiritless Corpse

Was Not So High Or Mighty

 

So Fierce And Harsh My Crash

Conscious Life I No Longer Wanted

Death Seemed More Favorable

To A Future So Haunted

 

Suicide And Desolation Seemed My Only Means

My Escape Found Only In Sleep Within My Dreams

 

Then One Day A Subtle Change Occurred

An Act Of Kindness And Just A Few Words

Now You Must Be Wondering What Those Words Could Be

So Simple These Words, They Were Only Three

 

God Bless You!

 

These Three Simple Words

Changed My Life Forever

On A New Plane Of Existence

I Began To Endeavor

 

Through Fellowship And Camaraderie

I’m  Taking Twelve-Steps To Recover

By Turning My Will Over To God

I’ve Found Serenity In Sobriety

 

Easy Does It

One Day At A Time

I’ve Let Go And Let God

Soberly Now, Enjoining Just Living

I Walk A Straight Line

With Purpose, Reason And Rhyme

 

 

 

 

 

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