the choice

three decades ago and a couple of days I tried methampmetamine and it swept me away, if you would grant me oh lord that I could travel in time to go back to that day and perhaps change my mind would you be so kind? I know that the answer to that prayer is no, but the lord has an answer to his Word I must go, Paul writes in first corinthians chapter three verse sixteen that my body is God's temple and I must keep it clean, In this I have failed and defiled God's home to become like an orphan in the world all alone, I've betrayed the almighty and I know I've done wrong my friends and my family all of them gone.... my nights are so long, The drug was my demon with it's dust I did sin like a dog eats it's vomit again and again, seek though I may my own strenth from within this sin is a battle that alone I can't win, All that remains is the shame and the pain, a broken up heart, a spirit torn apart, just a soul in the dark...

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one of 9 poems on my road to recovery

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