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SO Over You
You called me back
To be with you
Then left with her
In my car too
You said I was
Your only one
Then fled with her,
Three days of “fun”
In my friend’s car
She and I left too
Went to a wedding
You made me blue
You got mad,
At her you said
Grabbed her neck
Till she’s almost dead
Drunk and drunker
You two were there
Was this my life
Did anyone care?
You went to my place
Caught in despair
Turned on the gas,
Me, to find you there
Then you woke up
A headache grand
Not dead yet
Just a sorrowful man
Me, driving still
Several days went by
Clearing my head
Thinking, a sigh
This soap box opera
My life couldn’t be
I’m not like this
It really wasn’t me
How could this be
Love you say
Destruction’s more like it
Each and every day
You made me blue
You made me cry
And I sat here
And wondered why
Things didn’t make sense
Way back then
I hadn’t a real life
But I had one friend
She helped me sort
She helped me think
She helped me walk
And not to blink
I didn’t know
The Lord back then
But I thank Him now
For that faithful friend
Isaiah 43:19
See, I am doing a new thing! Now it springs up; do you not perceive it? I am making a way in the desert and streams in the wasteland.
© Marijo Phelps all rights reserved– use giving proper credit
Article submitted Saturday, October 24, 2009 & read 14 times.
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