You Found Me, by Rachael Courtney Subscribe to rss feed for Rachael Courtney

My life was one big mess.
No one to turn to in a time of need. 
Everything i did was wrong.
I couldnt find the way;
to break out and be free.

Walls were built like a fortress;
strong and unable to shake. 
My innocence was being devoured;
I couldnt find my way; 
I knew nothing but heatbreak.

Evil was consuming me
A constant presence;
of darkness and dispair
I never knew there was another way.
It was waiting for me to get there.

To get to that point where I could be broken.
A point where I was willing to break.
So tired of all the insanity;
I was willing to put everything at stake. 
To feel a little happiness.

You found me at my very worst.
You came to me; when no one else would.
I was going to give my life up for death;
and you found me and told me this is not my home.
Theres a reason Im here; a reason for me. 

You found me Lord; now this I see.

The End!

By: Rachael 





Posted: 2011-04-24 16:35:09 UTC

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