bluidkiti
06-21-2017, 07:47 AM
The Thousand Pound Phone
In dark isolation, feeling alone
Staring at my, thousand pound phone
Scanning the numbers, my support list
Frozen in fear, I somehow resist
Light as a feather, when lusting for dope
So hard to lift, when needing some hope
Head's in control, feel the disease
Desperate, I pray, "Take my will please"
Sponsor imparts, a portion of love
Passed on to him, from Someone above
Loneliness be gone, you're not my wife
Telephone thanks, you saved my life
When face to face, with my disease
I find some strength, down on my knees
Thanks be to God, I'm never alone
As together WE lift, the thousand pound phone
Poem by Kevin Kensick
In dark isolation, feeling alone
Staring at my, thousand pound phone
Scanning the numbers, my support list
Frozen in fear, I somehow resist
Light as a feather, when lusting for dope
So hard to lift, when needing some hope
Head's in control, feel the disease
Desperate, I pray, "Take my will please"
Sponsor imparts, a portion of love
Passed on to him, from Someone above
Loneliness be gone, you're not my wife
Telephone thanks, you saved my life
When face to face, with my disease
I find some strength, down on my knees
Thanks be to God, I'm never alone
As together WE lift, the thousand pound phone
Poem by Kevin Kensick