Author: PM

In the drink I had my spirit
Now I know, the demon’s near it
If I ever have a drink again …
I can’t imagine a greater sin.

So many friends I’ve come to know
I ache to let my feelings show
I once had booze to make me free
It was false … It’s plain to see
I’ve put the bottle on the shelf
I pray to you (God) to find myself.

Thank you God for all I’ve learned
You’ve given me twice … what I’ve earned
When again You let me love
I’ll know it came from up above
Until that day, I‘ll sit in shame
Knowing fully, It’s me to blame.