Without responsibly thinking
I drown my sorrows by diving to the bottom of a bottle
(Sometimes becoming hostile) with no thought of tomorrow
I bury life's pains by drinking
Inside I'm crying because I know I'm slowly dying
Using useless, uncertain words like, "I'm trying..."
But after selling that song for so long - I know no one else is buying...
I am reeking of alcohol - cans and bottles call
Yet on one but God can catch my perpetual fall
I long to defeat this "thing" because right now... all I do is crawl...
So at times I feel I'm sinking and the wold is a whirlpool, a downward spiral
I have no peace within myself because I cannot remain idle
Long enough to challenge the fact that I’m in denial
Therefore I stockpile my painful past perplexities
Substituting somber sober moments for liquid ecstasy
With each intoxicating drop disconnecting me from my true identity
I transform into my own worst enemy
By downing too much whiskey, beer, gin and/or rum
Knowing I need deliverance and where it truthfully comes from...
I can do all things through Christ which strengthens me
I am weak but ye are strong
I must believe Jesus can remove my desire to drink instantly
Knowing that the trying of my faith worketh patience
Desiring to keep from being spiritually complacent
Redeeming the time because the days are evil
Longing to not let this drinking demon run away
Loving, concerned, supportive people
Yearning to be part of the true vine in order to possess a renewed mind
Dear Lord, allow me to be inclined to obey your voice and serve you by choice
Father release me from this wretched fate
Forgive me of my past streams of hate and deliver me from hell's gate
Take this taste from my mouth
I desire to see what constant sobriety is all about
So I submit to you dear Lord - time to shake this devil out!

CopyrightÓ 2002 Geoffrey Watts