Recovery

Who ever lived for the day where they were happy to say they hit rock bottom
For the day where their every emotion would be tested by faith

Painful thoughts engraved in my brain
Taunted by those sexy words you whispered disguising them as "beautiful"
Misfit persona conceived in .2 seconds
A year has passed now and still I'm not delivered from it

Amy Winehouse, ran from being confined to recovery
     I was sinking deep in sin,
  Far from the peaceful shore,
Very deeply stained within,
  Sinking to rise no more;
But the Master of the sea
  Heard my despairing cry

My eyes were opened the day I met you
The day you revealed to me what love truly is
Thankful for you everyday because he sent you, my testimony
Love is kind, patient, it is not jealous nor envious

There is much wisdom upon me now
With the love of the Almighty
I find strength in what he tried to weaken within my spirit
Heart unlocked new beginnings, never ending
A year has passed now and I am delivered from it, Amy was right didn't need that shit