Looking real rough, Looking real old; All this comes from selling my soul!
Trying to hide the tears the pain; Behind a pipe and crack cocaine.
Little by little the devil did take, Leaving me empty with a heart that did break.
Crying each night as I try to sleep, Worrying and wondering is the life I must keep?
Feeling sad from the hurt inside, All I could think is I want to die.
If only I knew the love I could feel, From one special place here is the deal.
I can't take this NO more I just to heal, GOD'S got the love and all of it is real.
Friends will come and then they will go; My heavenly father tells me so.
Just let me help you to undestand; Walk with me please take my hand.
There's a special path we must go down, To show you the beauty that I have found.
The sweet smell of flowers and the soft blowing breeze;The sound of music that come's from the tree's.
All these things are NEW to me, I gave up my old life so I could see.
Now I know I took the wrong path; With the help of GOD I will never go back.
Filled with life I want you to see; Just how much the drug took from me!
Never again do I want to live this HELL! Or hear the story the devil can tell!

By Debra Reed