Faith

The Devil was waiting for me when I got back home last night. 
And God told me to close my eyes, but I kept on driving. 
Jesus saved my life. 
But so did my best friend.

I cried because I’m not strong, but I told a friend that she’s stronger than I’ll ever be. 
Our stories are the same, and that’s the truth. 
But she has some years to go.

I ate chicken when I got home, and almost fell asleep. 
And as the traffic came to a halt, I lit another cigarette. 
And then another after that. 

The Devil won last night, but the whole time I was crying, I was begging for my feet to walk out of his shoes. 
God told me to close my eyes, but I kept driving. 

I learned that a weekend away from reality isn’t quite enough. 
I know this was my last weekend away.
And I pray to God that I can drive straight into His arms.

Jesus saved my life. 
But so did my best friend. 
And the Devil was there when I got back home from God.