"No Substitute for God!"

"Through all those mountaintops and valleys,
those dreaded highs and lows,
I felt a satellite,
tethered to a lightning pole.

So it's no wonder I short circuited,
that I shut completely down,
and cried for help,
to ears attached to kind hearts,
in and around my town.

So grateful I am to still be here,
instilled in me is a healthy fear,
to not substitute that god awful meth for beer,
and when I feel down,
I will still pick up the broken pieces,
today I choose to live again,
and God willing tomorrow I will choose that then.

I'm doing this for me,
I'm my own best friend,
and Thank You God,
I finally love myself again!"