Found

I was running away
Searching for a meaning
Lost myself along the way
Trying to mask my feelings

So close to Hell
I got blisters on my feet
My soul was for sale
Facing addictions I just couldn't beat

Holding my young son
Wasted, I looked into his innocent eyes
Wondering why I would run
So, I held him close and began to cry

God, please help me not to hide
I don't want to be lost, but found
I set that bottle aside along with my pride
And prayed for God to be my guide

He surrounded me with his grace
Forgave me of my sins
He had been with me the whole time
Just waiting for me to ask him in