Married to a good man,
we had two kids -half grown.
Living a pretty good life
in our "Johnson County home".
But the instinctual drive of mother-hood
began crying out once more,
and within a few years time,
two more little girls were born.
Life became quite hectic
and I began to feel quite worn.
I bought those little mini thins they used to sell in stores,
but in no time I found my mind demanded so much more.
I sought out what I thought was coke -just to get me by, you see.
& before I even knew it's name, Crystal Meth had it's grip on me.
I couldn't help but lie -to my friends and my family.
There's no way they can know what's going on inside of me.
The voices that I'm hearing, the things I think I see,
It's all too real, these things I feel, it's plain insanity!
My husband travels quite alot, and my best friend starts to see.
She tells my little sister that my kids aren't safe with me.
My sister comes and takes my kids and calls my husband home.
I'm running scared-why do they care? If only they'd leave me alone!
Three days go by, they think I'm dead, I'm probably on the news.
The drugs run out, I miss my kids, I don't know what to do.
I call home to say, I'll do anything, if they can help in any way.
They tell me there's a place to go if I would agree to stay.
I'd never heard of a place like that -where people like me go
to get off drugs and alcohol, how did they ever know?
Reluctantly I agree, I had no choice you see.
To my surprise, when I arrived, I met others just like me.
Five years have passed, and I look back at the journey I've been on.
I'm still amazed with God's good grace, and blessed to know His Son.