763 Days Sober

 
If you knew me you wouldn’t believe
I always had a bottle of some kind, morning, noon,
And eve
 
I felt so confused and lost
Hurting strangers and my family no matter the cost
 
Leaving my children at home alone
So many times, so drunk not sure how I made it home
 
So many times I could have died
I ask myself sometimes “why did God bless me? Why?”
 
The repetitive motion of working, drinking, sleeping
Working, drinking sleeping
I knew the devil was at work slowly creeping
 
My body was weakened, my soul defeated, and my mind fried
I heard the devil say “I got her now, she’s on my side”
 
I hated who I was
A lonely drunk uncappable of love
 
I am so blessed to have been given a second chance
Not knowing if God would have given me that chance if I hadn’t
Taken a stance
 
763 days sober
 
Thank you Lord for believing in me when no one else would
Thank you Lord for believing in me when no one else could