God is real
Don't doubt it
I can admit
My judgment was clouded
But prayer reveals all
When you fall
And the angels
Receive the call
In work in life
It's easy to get down
Some even like to hit the ground
But get the fuck up
That's not where you belong
I'm stuck somewhere
Between a poem and a song
And I just want to be grateful
For God having heard my prayers
And sending your angels
When I was stuck there
It's not the first time
I must admit
You sent them back
When I crashed it
Into a pole
I felt my soul
Shoot up into the sky
But I didn't die
I know
There is a higher power
And I may sometimes get caught up in the details
But in truth the details are not so important
I just want to thank you God
Before the message becomes distorted
Along with the rest
I promise this message is not sent in jest
I'm blessed