Author: PM

  • September 29: My Daily Meds

    The days seem to have no end
    I’m waitin’ for somethin’ but I don’t know what
    I try to count everything I’ve got
    If I could only see how much it is
    My life would turn right around
    I had it once, I let it go … I didn’t know what I’d found
    I threw it away …

  • September 28: My Daily Meds

    I don’t know if I can withstand the pain again
    I try to stay clear of sin
    God tried to call but away I did crawl
    Never knowing why He bothered at all

  • September 27: My Daily Meds

    There’s nothing less than come what may happen
    When you’ve done everything you’ve wanted to do
    Once you’ve hit what they call “your bottom”
    Every season seems … like a falling autumn
    It’s the second time the devil knocked at the door
    You were lucky … God chased him away once more