Redemption

Life as a whole has got me under Being attacked left and right The devil tries to keep me under I pray every day to be freed from this hell But it seems as if sometimes I am my own God Not knowing what to do next I seek For refuge to help settle the pain Women, drugs and alcohol all seem to be pleasing to me I don’t know where to start first But yet they know where to start and a woman chose me With a pipe in her hand Her beauty was something of 666 but yet I threw down my seven And I accepted her and her life style And my knees began to heel No bed, No house, No income It was only a matter of time before it becomes my life Still seeking an answer to an unknown question I swim in the blood and sweat of my sins This road has led me to a house on prospect But with no success and a women lost in a grave of six feet I continue to puff and find myself closer To the devils plan Others say they are dating with death But I feel as is death has forced me into marriage Lost in the darkness of the streets I find a new cure A poison for the body known only as beer Something I once called happy hour has gone far from being happy To being a symbol of my depression Having nothing but only my drink and my drug and my memory Of the introduction of the female devil of my life I wonder what has become of my life No value, No purpose should I hit stop now Get out! Get out! Get out! Is a term that has become a part of my everyday vocabulary No wear to go I wander the streets In search for an answer to a question still unanswered But this answer might have been found in an alley A pistol lays on the wet ground starring Asking me to hold hit close and caress her curves The sky roars as rain falls down my eyes The answer is only a pull away I place the pistol on the side of my head I close my eyes and hopes it will go fast No life, No friends, No family Nothing left to lose I take one deep breath POW!!! I could not do it But yet another trigger has been pulled Lying at my feet I find my dealer I see the a man in white who pulled the trigger But yet a stare in shock and run away As I run I find an old friend of mine Church It is time I stopped running and return back to him I open the door and drop to him and put my seven back into my pocket As these sixes cry out My knees hurt again asking for deliverance and peace Finally I have found peace and life can be mine once more again