In The Arms of an Angel
July 11, 2009
Spend all your time waiting
For that second chance
For a break that would make it okay
There's always some reason
To feel not good enough
And it's hard at the end of the day
I need some distraction
Oh, beautiful release
Memories seep from my veins
Let me be empty
And weightless and maybe
I'll find some peace tonight
~ * ~ * ~
In the arms of the angel
Fly away from here
From this dark cold hotel room
And the endlessness that you fear
You are pulled from the wreckage
Of your silent reverie
You're in the arms of the angel
May you find some comfort here
~ * ~ * ~
So tired of the straight line
And everywhere you turn
There's vultures and thieves at your back
And the storm keeps on twisting
You keep on building the lies
That you make up for all that you lack
It don't make no difference
Escaping one last time
It's easier to believe
In this sweet madness
Oh, this glorious sadness
That brings me to my knees
~ * ~ * ~
In the arms of the angel
Fly away from here
From this dark cold hotel room
And the endlessness that you fear
You are pulled from the wreckage
Of your silent reverie
In the arms of the angel
May you find some comfort here
You're in the arms of the angel
May you find some comfort here
For that second chance
For a break that would make it okay
There's always some reason
To feel not good enough
And it's hard at the end of the day
I need some distraction
Oh, beautiful release
Memories seep from my veins
Let me be empty
And weightless and maybe
I'll find some peace tonight
~ * ~ * ~
In the arms of the angel
Fly away from here
From this dark cold hotel room
And the endlessness that you fear
You are pulled from the wreckage
Of your silent reverie
You're in the arms of the angel
May you find some comfort here
~ * ~ * ~
So tired of the straight line
And everywhere you turn
There's vultures and thieves at your back
And the storm keeps on twisting
You keep on building the lies
That you make up for all that you lack
It don't make no difference
Escaping one last time
It's easier to believe
In this sweet madness
Oh, this glorious sadness
That brings me to my knees
~ * ~ * ~
In the arms of the angel
Fly away from here
From this dark cold hotel room
And the endlessness that you fear
You are pulled from the wreckage
Of your silent reverie
In the arms of the angel
May you find some comfort here
You're in the arms of the angel
May you find some comfort here
Posted by Diane Perkins. Posted In : Addiction
People need so much more than just the "outline"...they need all the colors. I tweeted on twitter about that last night. Everyone is so afraid to color in the coloring book of life that God gives us all; they're just afraid that they will go outside those stupid lines! So what if you go outside the lin... 
breakdown, and suffered severe withdrawal, that I realized it wasn't going to be by my power...it was going to be by God's Power to get free.
I have dedicated the balance of my life here on earth to a ministry in addiction. For me, it was prescription drug addiction which I nearly died from. I was one of the tiny minority who didn't die of this very curable disease. You can check the stats, but, most will die of addiction who suffer addiction of any type. My oldest daughter nearly lost her life also because she watched me. I have to live with that. We were both blessed to receive the blessing of healing, however, and I consider us both victorious in the battle against drugs.
My focus here is on addiction and healing by Jesus our Messiah. He heals...forever...permanently. If I can be of any help whatsoever to any of you out there who read this, please write to me...this is why I'm alive.
God bless you all.
Di
An Addict No More Outreach
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