Sitting in this basement all alone with my son.
Contemplating, hatin myself for all worthless things I’ve done.
All the people that I hurt and things that I’ve said,
I try and fall asleep but can’t get these voices from my head.
So I’ll take a shot… maybe one… maybe two.
Jack is not the answer… but you don’t know what I’ve been through.
You say you wanna save me, but don’t know what to do…
they say I’m too far gone and I’m afraid that’s it true.
But there’s a God much greater than I.
He loved me so much he sent his son out to die.
If he loved me like that, then surely he does you.
Little do you know he felt the pain we go through.
And it’s funny all the people that will say
that they’ve sinned too much that he will turn his head away.
AND we think we have it bad so we blame him,
my cousin overdosed, he could have saved him!
If there was God, my husband would be here with me,
instead he’s spending Christmas with his new family…
I’m single mom and can’t handle the emptiness I feel,
so I try to make it better by taking all these pills.
It’s a scary world when you live it alone,
all the sin that I’ve done would have your mind blown
But it’s blessing there’s a God much greater I.
He loved me so much he sent his son out to die…
If he loved me, then surely he does you.
Little do you know he feels the pain we go through.
And it’s funny all the people that will say
that they’ve sinned too much that church will will burst them into flames
So much anger, so much hate.
But it’s time to let it go, or I will never see the gates.
I know the fear you feel, I felt at 14.
When my uncle snuck in, and took advantage of me.
Time after time, I made up excuses…
but if they really loved me,
I wouldn’t be covered in bruises.
But if we would take a step back,
and let his love shine in,
then everything we’ve gone through would finally end.
It took hitting bottom to finally show,
that the life I was living wasn’t what he chose
Jesus died on the cross, for a sinner like me
and though it’s undeserving, by his grace I’m set free.
By Allison Pardi