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[sid] => 17624
[catid] => 1
[aid] => Mick
[title] => Time and Time Again
[time] => 2003-05-15 21:35:00
[hometext] => This is a story of my life, and I write this in hopes it can reach out and save someone.
[bodytext] => "Time and Time Again"
More then once I found myself slipping in further Fealt like I could one day come to grip with committing murder Knew it was only surface deep, yet the fight was brutal How I went from everyday church to a life so crucial I pushed on, leading into things I swore I would never do Night after night crying myself to sleep, the endless torment I went through Never believing I would be anything more Boy was I wrong, I doubted what God had in store Age three past ten when it all began Left my parents comfort, yet still home and ran Deep in a crowd with eyes full of evil Those lying words nearly took my life, nothing short of decietful Late night brawls, party after party Or should I say the time of my fall, their friendship only partly a part of me Still home sweet home, but I was never really there The only son, youngest child, my parents biggest fear Running the streets, illegal fun, how I made my Holy Father Cry I never gave it up, nearly on my death bed, about to die Struggles one night with my significant other So what do I do run home, and pick a fight with my father That was one scary night I wish I could forget Blows thrown, and connected, my hands behind my back, no ride into the sunset Two weeks deep, I never did go back Nine months supervised from that one ignorant attack Left the state in hopes of a new horizon "Im changin my ways" boy was a lyin' Shaped up one year away only to dive right back in Moved out of my parents covering into a dark life of sin Took three small months to finally see my first gleam of hope It's amazing what will change with three men in your home with a knife at your throat Struggled with my individuality, only to see that what I needed was right before my eyes Living my life of sin, had me thinking God was in disguise I fought Him for nine long month until a new years day After being charged for illegal fun, I gave it up, and chose my new way Now five months strong and never looking back Full time professional racer, pain free, is what God gave me for how I act I lost my old self like a snake shedding skin This poem is all I will remember about how my new life began It's very hard to put these actions into words Because my mouth bleeds to tell it, this story of my life so absurd I push on to my Father, he never left my side He heard my every prayer, fealt all my pain, and rubbed my back when I cried I tell this story in hopes that anyone who finds themself in this position When the Dear Lord Finds you, then and only then will you know what you were missin' He will erase all those fears, and make everything ok I just hope and pray you don't go through what I did and find out the same way [comments] => 0 [counter] => 215 [topic] => 31 [informant] => FastGuy [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => StoryPoetry )
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