24-7-INFINITY
EACH DAY WAS STARTED WITH A NEW HOPE AND DREAM;
OFTEN FOR ME, ENDED IN SORROW, IT SEEMED;
I FOUND MY HIGH (FOOD) MY PERSONAL DRUG OF CHOICE;
FOR ALL COULD SEE MY HABBIT WITHOUT EVER HEARING MY VOICE;
SO AS THE WEIGHT BEGAN TO RISE AND WITH NOTHING ELSE TO GAIN;
I CONTINUED TO FOOL MYSELF, ONLY TO EAT MORE TO NUMB MY PAIN;
IT SEEMED TO BE TOO LATE, AND ALMOST AT THE VERY END;
WHEN I STARTED TO PRAY A DIFFERENT PRAYER AND MY WOUNDS BEGAN TO MEND;
I HAD LOST MYSELF AND ALL CONTROL, I NO LONGER WANTED TO BE ME;
BUT THEN, GOD STEPPED IN, AND TOLD ME TO TRUST HIM 24-7- INFINITY
by felecia howard
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