Daily Meds

Walk away from Hell … It’s a long, hard journey
Got to go it alone … can’t bring your attorney
Fear comes in, attacks from all sides
Don’t fight it, surrender, coincidence guides

I’m not braggin’ on humbles, I’m made of paper
Lord is my Painter … I am his scraper
Together we can sand them all down
Make ‘em look brand new
Anyone who wants … can be the chosen few

Here I am lord – one day at a time
To drink away life is a self-punished crime
I’m livin’ now … like a roll of the dice
I still feel fragile … I’ testin’ the ice