My Teacher

If it wasn't for you I'd be miles away from progress

Or would sink and drown in the sea of depression

Would have lived a crippled all my life

I would have sung love songs and got drunk

Lie in shame and pain for years

And be buried in my own trap 

Would have strummed my guitar of sweet melody

With the harmony of distorted emotions

Running wild in my mind of pain stricken bitterness

Trembling hands ready to choke him to death

But life my teacher I picked up the pieces of my life

Turned and allowed you to take me out of the storms of life