The Hill
From the moment I stepped on the hill my life did change. I went from being Christian women to hellfire, a hurricane. A tormented soul looking for a friend. Cocaine came to the rescue on it I would depend.
See, love put me out there, love of a man and a drug. Money, sex, disrespect. I lie like a rug. See, I became a business woman, a jack of all trades. I’d sell my ass to get some coke, just so I could blaze.
See, I lost my man, he use to kick my butt. See its okay! Financially he was in a rut. He was always demanding, he was always wanted more. He’d say that he loved me then call me a whore.
See, I went from sleeping in an abandoned house, to sleeping in an abandoned van, from being in a monogamous relationship to sleeping with any man. Who had the right amount of cash for me to get high. Now we all know that 1 is too many, 1,000 not enough so all that became a lie.
See, I gave up on GOD, 1Corinthians 10:13, That no temptation uncommon to man had seized me. I thought I was just a feign. Jeremiah 29:11 totally escaped my mind, that GOD has plans for us. I thought I was a waste of time.
See, I imprisoned myself on the streets, he imprisoned me to this jail, my will said I’d be going home; God’s will revoked my bail. Now Hebrews 11:1 has taught me a many of things that faith is the substance of things hoped for the evidence of things unseen.
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