I came to you, torn
You mended my soul
My heart had a void
But you filled in that hole
You gave me tools
I need to get by
Without them I know
I surely would die
By the grace of God
I found my way here
I’m no longer alone
Nor do I live in fear
You passed no judgements
But loved me for me
You unlocked the shackles
So I can live free
Now that I’m free
To roam as I please
I know how to fight
This sneaky disease
I must go to meetings
And give people greetings
Wake up everyday and
Indulge in readings
I leave this life
Behind in the dirt
So, beam me up Scotty
Let’s go Captain Kirk
