By Chaplain Eddie Burchfield

O God, I remember when

I sought excitement with my friends

Growing and sowing our wild oats

Little did I know Satan had my goat:

A little here and a little there

After a while my soul was laid bare;

My usage got worse

My want turned into my need

My addiction is the fruit

Of this sinful need

O God I pray

Hear this addicts cry

Save and heal me

O God I don’t want to die;

God will save

And he will rescue too

That is the reason Christ came

To free people just like you

Read more of Chaplain Eddie Burchfield’s poetry in Words that Rhyme Worth Your Time: Faith Based Inspirational Poetry