I think I’ll share some of my poetry previously posted over the next week or two. This one is from 2019…. I remember the day I wrote this one…
Walking into trashy night club, ladies get in free…got the best of me.
Rolled up joints, cocaine lined up neat, pills popping like corn…got the best of me.
Creeping in the night, doing what’s not right…got the best me.
And what was left after that was the worst of me. Anger, spite, bitterness, and true hate for myself.
You came and gave me life…now You’re the best of me.
Shinning through my smile that comes from my heart…they see You, the best of me!
Without You my Savior, there is no me!